Monday, November 27, 2017

Nine Weeks - November 27, 2017

Dear Family,

This past week has been full of joy, as well as sorrow.  We were so thrilled that Bracken and Taryn had such a beautiful wedding day, but we were so saddened to hear of the passing away of Larry, our dear brother-in-law.  I will talk a little more about each of these below:

Tuesday - At our Seniors Meeting, we listened to a presentation by one of the Russian full-time employees here who works with self-reliance.  It is so interesting that in America, we think more of a three month or year or two food storage when we hear the words.  Here, where there is so little storage and quantities come in such small packages, they are told to just have a two-week supply--and that is even stretching it for some.  In addition, the main thing is to help those who are younger get a good education and employment.  The new Pathways Program, which is now a University of its own with its own president and everything--is really a blessing to the people here, and they are trying to get more people involved.  The one thing they have counseled us as Seniors is not to volunteer to help anyone go to another country or back to the US to get educated.  They want to keep the young people here to build up the church here.  When they go and get educated, so many of them end up staying there and they lose those vital young people where they need them the most.

Thursday - Russians don't celebrate Thanksgiving, but all of us Senior Volunteers decided the Americans should still get a nice Thanksgiving, so we pretty much all had some at our places.  I had the four young men in our ward, plus a new member who has been so kind to help us out whenever we needed a car, because he has a private cab business.  Anyway, we had a wonderful time.  even though we had mismatched plates, chairs, silverware, and many substitutions on the food!  Some things that are traditional in American just couldn't be obtained here.  I had to use pumpkin (which I had to peel, then bake, then smash, and mix)  to make the sweet potato dish we always have, and I couldn't find cranberries, and the oven was so small, I had to just get turkey breasts and cook them in the crock pot.  But, you know, the Elders just seemed to really enjoy it all.  I surely hope so.



  
After dinner, we had a great little Thanksgiving conversation, plus they showed us a new video about thankfulness that we all really enjoyed.  If you haven't watched it, go to lds.org and it is called, "In the Spirit of Thanksgiving."  It is so wonderful all the media that the church provides, right?!

When we went to bed Thursday night, we had no idea that we would wake up to the news that Larry, Beverly's husband, had died on Thanksgiving Day in Boise!  Beverly was so inspired to have everyone come home for Thanksgiving.  She wanted everyone to see their dad and how the Parkinson's disease was progressing.  I know how that actually helped me with my mother's passing away.  I soon realized that my mother couldn't be my mother again the way she was before.  And when she couldn't do all the things she loved to do but merely had to be an observer of the world, I was better prepared for her to leave that body behind.  With all the family there, they all got to the hospital just a few minutes after he died.  Beverly said they all stood around his bed, talking and crying, and even bringing up things that made them smile about their dad.  In her mind, she said that was the funeral right there.  When I talked to her that evening, she was still pretty much in shock at all that happened and was exhausted.  I know taking care of him was exhausting to her--24-7, but she was so determined to have him be in his own home with those he loved.  I so admire that about her.  She had great help from some of her kids, which was so great, too.   She is such a dear sister and my heart aches for her, but I know the Lord will comfort and guide her because she lives so close to the Spirit.







Friday, I started getting a terrible headache, my eyes were red, and I felt so congested, I couldn't breathe.  I knew the next day was a big cultural event at one of the big hotels that I had really been looking forward to.  Dad went ahead and went to work, although he wasn't feeling the best either.  I went and got some cold medicines at the local pharmacy--there is one on every corner.  I was so willing to get better--but it just didn't help.  I woke up Saturday even more miserable.  I don't know when I was so miserable!  I get sore throats and laryngitis, but this had neither.  So, I called the Volunteer doctor (Dr. David Hansen who, he and his wife are actually in my dad's ward in Plano, Idaho), and he said he thought I had a sinus infection and said for me to get penicillin.  He just texted me the Russian name and Dad went and got it--no prescription necessary!  Amazing.  So, we didn't get to the cultural event.  I was sooo disappointed.  I don't like missing anything! 

So, not only was I so miserable with my sinus infection, it was Bracken and Taryn's wedding day, which caused so many tears for having to miss it.  Thank goodness for everyone taking so many pictures--that helped us feel so much more involved.  We got them within a few minutes or an hour after the incident actually happened.  We Seniors joke that the modern technology was invented for us, Seniors, to keep in contact with all our families, and everyone else can use these modern inventions if they'd like to!  Amy even got Bracken and Taryn on Skype with us, so we were able to say hi and congratulations just a short while after they came out of the temple.  That was sooo great!  I know how much it meant to Alison and John having as many family there as were able.  They said the day was just perfect!  We are so happy for Bracken and Taryn and the entire Wilde family.  They finally got another girl in the family! 














By Sunday morning, I definitely was feeling some relief and Dad was feeling much better, too, so we headed off for the hour-long journey to Stake Conference.  The Church rented a huge building for the large crowd that came for Stake Conference.    All the Americans had to wear headphones, as the entire conference was in Russian.  



Basically, the theme was that they want a temple here.  They really have a desire and told the people that they must prepare mentally and spiritually for the day that it happens.  Right now, it doesn't look close until there is a miracle with the government.  They can actually take away private property and send people out of their country, so there is no way the church would put a beautiful temple here only to have it taken away.  But, the people can certainly prepare for it.  After conference, we stopped off the metro at one of the other Senior's apartments, and had dinner with them and another Senior couple.  It was really nice!  We all live so far apart from each other in the city or we would do this more often.  Also, it's not so easy to take anything in a crockpot on a bus or metro train.  Hah!   

We are sooo excited to see Kyle in about a week and a half!  I get tears just thinking about it!  

Love to all of you!  Keep up the great work at your worthy goals!  Stay close to the Lord, be kind to others, and everything will work for your best good.  I've always believed that.

Gma Mom Laura


Friday, November 24, 2017

Eight Weeks - November 20, 2017

Dear Family,

Here it is Monday again, and time to write you all and let you know how things are going here.  

First of all, congratulations to Craig and Cassie on the birth of their beautiful little daughter, Marlie, born on November 15th!  So glad to have her safely here and Cassie feeling so much better now.  



I know this was an especially difficult pregnancy for Cassie this last little while, so it was great that the little one came 11 days early!  Too bad that Craig, with his laryngitis could hardly speak, but the cute pic of him holding his new little daughter said everything!

It was definitely difficult to come back to the cold weather on Monday after being in Bulgaria, which was 25 degrees warmer there.  But, after we got back, we had to get used to it quickly because it isn't going to change anytime here soon.

The thing that makes it difficult is when you are outside, it is so cold, you have to really bundle up, but when you get on the buses or Metro, you get so hot with all of the extra layers you have on, and you just have to get through it--even though you may be on public transportation for an hour or more at a time.  Everything is so spread out, it really takes that long to get to most everything we do.  And when Dad walks that bridge, he is just sweating to death by the time he gets to the office!  His white shirts are being washed practically daily!  

Tuesday night, our Senior Night, we went to the Jewish Museum here in Moscow.  It was sobering, as it always is to see the atrocities that the Jewish people were put through!  This museum is really a state of the art place--even with a 4-D theater.  You start out with a film that is animated about the origins of the Jews, back to Adam and Eve, of course, down through Moses, to Abraham.  When the Red Sea is parted, you feel the water spray and wind on your face.  When there are troubles or strifes, your seat twists about.  It is really lifelike and quite something!  Anyway, we really enjoyed learning more about the Jews here in Russia.


 A Jewish man with a phylactery worn on the head (and one on the arm) have portions of scripture inside used during prayer services.
 A beautiful container that held the Torah--the first five books of the Old Testament, which contain the law for the Jewish people.
 This brought back memories of when we were able to go to the Western Wall in Jerusalem.  Men and women are divided and you face the wall, putting your prayer in between the cracks.  When you are finished, you continue looking forward and never turn your back on the wall.

Thursday, a young man who owns a car and is a convert, took me to the big grocery store so I could get a large amount of groceries (the little granny cart would never do) and a turkey--well, just a turkey breast since the oven isn't big enough) for Thanksgiving.  We are inviting four elders and this same young man for Thanksgiving.  They don't celebrate Thanksgiving here, but we felt the American Elders deserved to be remembered that day.  It really helped for him to let me go with him in his car (we paid him, of course) to get all that I needed.  

On Friday, a few of us took the Bolshoi Theater Tour--only 16 can go at a time, so we had to break up on different days.  Wow!  That place is unbelievable! 







 Box where the czars formerly sat; now it is for the ruling leader of Russia.














 Looking over at Red Square out the window of the Bolshoi.






It has just undergone a 1 billion dollar renovation where they dug six stories under it for more practice areas, offices, and to stabilize the whole theater which actually began in 1776.  They, also, refurbished everything to try to get it to look like it did originally.  The actual large theater (Bolshoi means big or large in Russian) is covered with actual gold flecks in the paint, and it is marvelous!  I really want to go to a ballet before our 23 months is over here.  We are actually going to the "Nutcracker" at the Kremlin Theater on Red Square in January, so I'm looking forward to that.  I say, "I'm"  because I don't know how excited Dad is about going to a ballet, but he has been a very good sport and been trying many new experiences on this mission!

Saturday, we went out to Izmaylovo to pick up some items I had special ordered. 

You can find anything you could ever imagine for sale out at Izmaylovo!

I told about this on Instagram, and if you haven't seen the post, you really must!  The comments everyone made are so good and really made us smile!  While eating our bbq out there, a young couple came and sat down by us.  There are never enough seats there, so we have met many interesting people eating there.  But, none as interesting as this Saturday!  The boy was from Denmark and very quiet, while the girl was from Russia and very outgoing.  As we were talking to them--they had only met a week before--she all of a sudden takes off her coat--it was freezing there since it is not heated, and pulls out a vodka bottle and tells us we are all going to have a toast while she sings a traditional Russian song!  We told her we don't drink alcohol, so she said we could use our Diet Pepsi--no Diet Coke there, sad!  



Anyway, after her singing and Dad getting into the song, by the time we left, the whole restaurant was clapping and having a great time.  We all became best friends!  So much fun!

Well, I'll close for this week.  Thanks again to all of you for your kind e-mails and comments.  We surely do LOVE all of you.  You know there is nothing that could pull us away from all the special events going on with all of you were it not for this call from the Lord.  We have been so blessed and know that it is time to give back in this small way for those many blessings.

With much love,

Mom Gma Laura