Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, Stayin' Alive, Stayin Alive (Oceania, Saltillo, Coahuila, México)

STAYIN' AAAALLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE.

That's about the only worldly song that I remember. And it applies to the situation. I'm singin' my last week blues. The missionaries are very kindly counting down the days for me. I've started to give all my stuff away so I won't have to take it home. I've already started packing my bags, so I guess you could say that I'm trunky.

I accept it. 

Our awesome investigator, Jesus Manuel, will probably not get baptized this week, but he has promised me that he WILL get baptized. So at least I have that promise. He's a really good singer and at the end of each lesson has been singing a song for us. He's about 80 years old and he gives us treats every time we go to visit him. And he talks about us and the church with everyone he meets. I love him a lot. 

Actually, I love the people here a ton. I'll be glad to be home, but leaving the people.... man, that's gonna be hard.

General Conference was AWESOME! I got to watch it in English, which made me happy. Somebody pulled out a selfie stick and we took a selfie with Jeffery R. Holland. It was a really good conference. I'm going to have to watch it again when I get home.

I love you all and I can't wait to see you next week! I'll be the one that is clinging to my mom because I'm not used to being without a companion. 

Hermana Murset

Pictures:

Using the selfie stick. The missionaries one the left didn't hear me when I said "MODEL FACE."