... I entered this place (and didn't leave for almost three months) and met this guy (and became BFFs) and took a good long look at the Hmong language and thought, well, I'll never be able to understand any of this. Xav tsis thoob.
|Saying goodbye to hearth and home.|
|L-R: Wiest, Lo, Cox, Vang, S. Wilson, kuv, A. Wilson, Johns|
|Tsob ntoo Hmoob, our beloved Hmong Tree|
|Hmoob hwjchim. Sure, it's not the most Hmong pose, but what did I know?|
|The first of many Elder Potter photo shoots (with a sad sorry makeshift wand).|
|Sometimes you get kind of kooky after all those weeks inside a fence and need to do something rebellious... like pose for a picture in this security golf cart.|
|There comes a time when you feel like you just need to make a break for it.|
|Best surprise possible when my parents and sister showed up after being invited to a devotional! Just the thing to give me that boost before heading out to the field.|
|Finally WI bound. I tell you, the bus ride to the airport and the flight were like going to Disneyland.|
SO much has happened in the last decade it's crazy to look back and think about it all. But then I also remember that at this time I had already interacted with my beloved, and then she took it upon herself to continue to write to me via the old school method once I entered the MTC, and I'm ever so glad she did. (And I confess it was nice to finally see a picture of her.)
A lot of things have changed, but some things never will. Faith, family, friends, Hmoob, and that rad picture of me in a golf cart... It was a long stay in a small area, but it led to a whole lot of good.