(*Disclaimer: No cockroaches were harmed in the writing of this email*)
I am tragically short on time this week because I got to go party (whoop whoop--nagy buli!) in Budapest for greenie training yesterday! Well, my trainer got to go party in Budapest yesterday, I got to apply for my residency card which is about as exciting as a trip to the DMV compounded with having a tooth pulled while simultaneously having some sort of slow and painful surgery. (Seriously, though? The DMV? Child's play compared to this place.) On the bright side, it was really reminiscent of my days in the MTC as I sat inside all day amongst a bunch of people in suits and ties and nametags and watched regular people outside the window and wondered what that must be like. They had no flowers, though, so really the MTC comes out ahead on this one.
In other words--this week has been pretty crazy. It involves an accidental run-in with the future mayor of Szeged (no joke), giant cotton candy (like, I'm not talking Chuck E. Cheese level, kids, like, GIANT cotton candies), my*first ever* splits with the sister training leaders, and a little bit of sleep-yelling....buuut I have no time to adequately tell you all!
"Sweet!" You must be thinking. "I don't have to spend my weekly five minutes reading Christa's email this week!" Sorry! You don't get off that easy. What kind of a missionary would I be if I didn't extend a challenge?
That's right. I want to you to take this five minutes you would have spent reading about me and how I tried to hide from a political candidate with my investigator by the local grocecy store in Szeged--and ask you to just tell someone that's important to you that you love them, and thank them.
BEFORE YOU GROAN, ("ewwthaatssoolaaammme") I want to tell you something--as a human people I thoroughly believe we do not express love enough.
Every single person in this world wants to be validated through words of kindness, appreciation, and love--and yet rarely is it given to them. We do these things and get caught up in our days, and our weeks, and our months, and assume that because of these things that we do--our love is implied. But it's not. Take five minutes--and tell someone that you care about them. That you were thinking of them today. Thank them for being in your life. Don't make it a side note, the ending of the message, but make it the central part of what you want communicate to them. It doesn't really matter what they say back--just that you tell them.
It makes a difference, I promise.
I miss you all immensely! I send my love from Hungary!
Tudom hogy a Mormon könyve igaz!
Also. here's my address:
Hungary Budapest Mission
Hajnóczy József Utca 14