Sister Dillender Posts

Kristy is finally able to have some computer time to do emails, which is great for me, her brother Lynn, to finally be able to copy-and-paste her emails to her blog. Kristy will be sending pictures soon too, we'll be mailing her two memory cards back and forth so she'll always have one. I'll now be keeping Kristy's blog active as she send weekly communications home - and anything else we hear from her.

So, here are the last three messages in chronological order, straight from Kristy:

January 19, 2010
The mtc is so great, it's like a fairyland where you have a ton of friends and food spontaneously appears out of no where at certain times of the day. My companions and I still laugh all day everyday and everyone laughs extra hard just to see me laughing really hard at stupid things that aren’t really even funny.

I did loose FIVE POUNDS!!!! wohooooo! But they may quickly come back so I have to be careful and I got my companion sore by our leg work out, hee hee.

Croatian is so awesome and very funny at times. i keep making mistakes but funny ones like I cased the word god wrong and then accidentally took his name in vain oops!

I have three and a half weeks left till I go to Croatia and I am getting nervous. I love the mtc and I don't want to leave. I love the people here the things I am learning and just everything, but I will be excited later to leave to Croatia.
I got to call mom this week because of visa stuff. I didn't think it would be so hard on me, well, it was hard after I had to hang up, but fortunately I was busy. It was so good to hear her voice! Then I bragged about it all day to everyone because no one gets to call their mom.
So I leave Feb 16 but mail is Croatia is still pretty good if you still want to send me hand written mail. I will probably get to use my gmail account when I get there so I will have an hour or two maybe, I'll let you know later. but for now please dearelder :).
The apostle L Tom Perry came this a week or two ago and I sat a couple rows from him speaking. I felt like I was being blown away while he gave his testimony about the living Christ! It was AMAZING!!!!!!!!!
Love,
Sestra dillender

February 17, 2010
I am in Europe! Is this crazy or what? I am in Slovenia right now and tomorrow I will be in Croatia meeting my new trainersssssss, yes I said trainers. I am nervous but Heavenly Father blessed me to know that it is not only going to be great but amazing, that I am going to have two new best friends! One is from Finland and the other is from Pennsylvania. They both have only been here for six or seven months soooooo, they are still learning, but in a good spot. So it's pretty much going to be a party everyday!

Also I am going to be speaking a lot of Spanish and start to teach in my new area a Spanish class. I'm in Zagreb and Sister Nelson went to the ocean in Zadar! I'm going to miss her tons!

My mission president is amazing already and I am just so happy and feel so loved. I will write next Monday!

February 22, 2010
Bok!

So I got into the country last Thursday and I am still tired, jako jako tired. (jako pronounced yacko means very) But do not be impressed with my language skills, and I will explain why later.

I am stationed in Zagreb the country capitol. It is so fun to be in a big city there is so much going on and there is something new to see everyday, since there is something new to see the past four days. It has been cold but not too bad and the snow is melting a lot. But the sun came out for Sunday and I didn't have to wear my rain jacket. So my outfit was more colorful and people didn't think I was a nun, so that was good. Everyone thinks we're nuns because we dress in dark colors and have a sister title, it's kind of funny. Then I want to say nacho libre style, "Can't you see that I am a NUN!" But that wouldn't make any sense to do that so I don't. And Sister Whitaker and I keep quoting dumb and dumber saying, "Harry your hands are freezing." So when one of our investigators was choking me with her cold hands on Sunday I told her exactly that way the her hands were freezing.

Anyway, onto my awesome trainers. I think it's so funny everyone will always think of one person and I will think of two. One is from Finland her name is Sister Fitzsimmons. Her dad is American and her mom is Finish and she grew up in Finland. She speaks English like no ones business and looks like a super modern and hot version of snow white. ha ha ha, if she saw that she would blush and tell me not to send that. But I am..... Anyway, Sister Whitaker is from Pennsylvania, I know I spelled that wrong but I am in Hrvatska and I can't spell state names anymore. She is awesome and went to BYU and she speaks French. So Sister Fitzsimmons teaches a Finish class and Sister Whitaker teaches French and starting next week I will teach Spanish. That pretty much takes up the service portion for each week.

I only talked to one person in Spanish and it was at church and I am pretty sure that she isn't a native speaker but I can't be too sure. I wish I could speak more but it's good not too because I need to practice hrvatski.

Teaching wise, we actually have a lot of people to teach so we stay busy. Going from place to place takes a while so it eats up time, but it is nice to have places to go. The best part is I usually actually never know what people are saying until we talk about gospel subjects then I sometimes understand. I am a true missionary, I only speak gospel and don't have much vocab for anything else.

I have to remember not to get frustrated with myself when it comes to Hrvatski. I know the language will come, it's just a matter of patience. I could know everything all at once if Heavenly Father wanted that but fortunately he is blessing me to go through the painstaking and invaluable process of learning a new language process. I get to grow in so many ways by learning how to do spread the gospel and learn a language. I am glad that he blesses me for my effort and I get to learn to be patient and rely on the lord. It is so hard to contact people on the bus or anywhere because I have NO IDEA WHAT THEY ARE SAYING, so that isn't too affective, but my companions are really good at jumping in and helping me out. I wouldn't chicken out on talking to people so much if I could speak hrvatski. But that is my courage task because I can speak to anyone at anytime, but not in this language, and for my companions they speak the language but it's hard for them to just go up to people and talk. I wish I was in the airport again contacting.....It's all a growth process and I'm grateful for it.

The new chapel has been build and dedicated for almost a year. It's nice to have it even though there aren't many people in it, but we'll fix that. We also have a baptism, well the elders do, this Saturday and I am so excited for it. Hopefully, well, no we WILL have another baptism soon from one of our investigators :).

I had to bear my testimony in sacrament this past Sunday, yesterday. I knew I would have to so I was practicing during the week and I kept saying "ja sam jako jako gladna da mogu biti ovdje." But gladna means hungry not glad. So I was afraid I was accidentally going to say, "I am very, very hungry to be here" But I ended up saying happy. Plus people say I speak so well and they are so impressed but the funny part of that is they usually say that after I say a prayer or give a testimony, which is ALL I HAVE BEEN PRACTICING THE PAST TWO MONTHS IN THE MTC, ha ha, I can't really say anything outside of the gospel.

Oh and a very funny thing that happened at church was there is this man in his 70's who is just so funny and weird. So Elder Matson tells us that earlier that week he was with this man, his name is Martin. Martin said he's really wants something sweet to eat so he goes in the kitchen and gets an orange (just wait it gets better), then he cuts it in half. Then he grabs out a big thing of sugar and gets a big spoon full (I know you think you know what is going to happen but you don't). The he takes the orange and squeezes a few drops on the sugar and EATS IT, then he did that FOUR TIMES! Then the best part was soon after i heard this story I got to know him and he started talking to me and I had no idea what he was saying and clearly looked like i had no idea but he kept going. I just kept trying not to laugh because all I could think about was the sugar. Oh and the best part is that he was wearing a bight yellow button down shirt.....yes he is my favorite so far.

Well I am so happy to be here and I am so blessed to have the companions that I have had, wow I have had four companions so far. Cool I just thought of that. Most have just had two by now.

Well, prayers are always helpful and so are emails. I now have up to three hours for email, so email me as much as you want. I love you!

Love,
sister dillender

March 1, 2010:
Okay the subject reminds me of Aladdin when somebody says for princess Jasmin another suitor for the princess and it makes me laugh.

Anyway, that you for the letters they are sooooo great. I love that i now have time to email it is so much more convenient. I can't spell sorry. I still appreciate everyone so much who is helping me and supporting me to be here, thank you so much for this wonderful opportunity!

The letters I got today were very inspiring and so encouraging and they make me want to do better and better. I love to hear how people are doing and that people are happy and well. I don't mind hearing the bad stuff either so i know to pray for you.

So I don't remember when this happened but last week i think, the bus door opened and pinned my back pack against the wall. it was sooo funny yet so awkward because people kept staring at the crazy young nun whose backpack is stuck. It was so funny because my whole body was free just not my back pack and wiggling around didn't help just made people stare more. I think people not laughing and looking at me weird made the whole situation just that much funnier. Finally I slid down and my backpack came free and I walked toward the back of the tram red faced and laughing. And yes people still think we are nuns all the time.

This experience goes along great with the whole nun thing. A lady on the bus looked at my tag and asked if I was a sister and I said yes. I asked her if she knew about the church and heard of the Book of Mormon and she said yeah. So I couldn't think of what to say that wouldn't take ten years because believe it or not I'm not fluent yet, so I look at her and say, "um.....Nisam častna sestra." Yes I looked her in the eye and said, "um....I'm not a nun!" It was great and then she smiled and said I know. I laughed hard afterward and so did Sister Whitaker because she was listening.

I'm starting Spanish classes this week and haven't gotten many flyers out still, so i hope a lot of people come. I will be great because a lot of people want to learn but they.....just don't know where to find Spanish language classes that are free....hummm sounds like the gospel. :). There are a lot of investigators that come from the language classes so I hope we get a lot of people from them.

I got to be here for a baptism already. This is such a fruitful time to come and be here I am so happy and blessed. Robert was baptized this past Saturday and had to be dunked twice it was really funny especially his sense of humor. He was so calm before the baptism and was the same after ward to. He knew it was right and was happy to be baptized. His brother was baptized in December, and spoke at his baptism, they are just amazing and hilarious.

The chocolate here is so good and fortunately I haven’t gained any weight but I haven’t lost any either, too bad. But it's been fun trying all the different kinds and splurging.

A lady in our ward is from the states and she works at the American embassy here. She went to a military base and got us peanut butter root beer chips and salsa, it was so good. It was better for the other sisters because they hadn't had that in almost a year and I haven't had it for two weeks :). It's great to be a greeny sometimes.

They call trainers moms or dads. I was laughing because I have two trainers being in a trio (which is a party everyday). I informed Sister Whitaker last night, " you know that I'm from San Francisco and i have two moms". She laughed pretty hard...its just funny how things work out sometimes.

My Croatian is really slow and I'm learning it really slow ,but I got a huge complement at the baptism. we talked about prophets and priesthood while Robert was changing and I got to talk about Joseph Smith. Afterward a new member who is soooo cute and I think Mikey should marry, was talking to me and she told me that my accent sounds like a Croat. I dropped my jaw I was so surprised. I work really hard to say things right and it felt good to hear that. She was like you sound so good and you are going to be amazing. Another one of our investigators told me that and it was amazing. I think enunciating and speaking clearly is really what they think is good not my accent. It was so uplifting though.
I am so blessed here with my trainers the two sets of elders and the ward. Everyone here is so great and I feel so spoiled. Even our investigators are amazing. They are such great people. I love Croatia, and I didn't think I would like it so much so quickly. The language is so beautiful and sounds so Russian which is fun. The weather gets sunnier and sunnier everyday and I keep wondering when this honeymoon phase is going to die off and I'm going to see things in less brand new eyes, but i have a feeling that it's going to stay for the whole mission and I'm going to have a hard time coming home to job searching and loans when all I will want to do is tell people about the free gospel!!!!!

Well, I hope you are doing well and you are happy. Until next week my friends!

Sister Dillender

Croatia....not an island off the coast of Africa!

Just for the record, "my friend" who I am very close with thought Croatia was an island off one of the coasts of Africa and that people spoke French there....don't judge! Also for the record many people ask me where Croatia is so I didn't feel so alone.

So I have been doing some research on Croatia and a little bit on Slovenia and I wanted to share a few intersting things that I have learned. One is that in Zagreb there is a large spanish speaking population, and the Spanish speakers are from this hemesphere. I'm excited and I hope that I get to use my spanish. I'm bringing my "Predicad el Evangelio" with me and I have been frantically trying to finish it before I get to the MTC. It's funny, I prayed that I would be able to speak spanish on my mission, and I thought Heavenly Father had other plans for me. My friend Erik said one time, "if there is anything that I learned from my mission it is that prayer works". I guess I'm just starting early.

In testimony meeting on sunday I shrank in my seat while mom announced almost the whole mission process to the ward before getting to the puch line...where I am going on my mission. Well, it turned out to be a great thing because someone in the ward came back last year from serving a mission in Croatia and found my mom after sacrament. I talked to her for a while and she told me about the Spanish population in Zagreb. She also speaks Spanish and said that she was able to use the language quite a bit and even translated during church. I personally think that this is going to be a very exciting part for me while I am serving in Croatia. Many people know I love languages and want to learn as many as possible, and many people know that I have always wanted to get into translating. I have done some translating and it was not easy, but my enthusiasm made up for most of my mistakes, hopefully.

Well, if you have any thing to informe me about Croatia let me know, particularly anything about the food (I just want to know if it will be easy not getting fat, because from what I know now, some of the dishes sound disgusting, excellent for my waisline!)

Am I going to be in MTC slow classes?

News to my dear ones:

My dearest uncle just sent me word about my missionary application! Are you ready for this? It is not really in processing, it is in "special handling". There you have it, I am slow. I'm just kidding, well maybe. We don't really know what that means, but nothing is wrong so that is good. But judging by what special means pertaining to schools and yellow buses, we can all make a good guess. Okay all jokes aside, I'm just glad that once I decided to stop being frustrated with things, I get happy news that Heavenly Father is in charge of all things and that my application is going forward and soon I will say "So long Suck Town!" and maybe go on to another suck town. Then I can officially stop overusing the word Pergatory or Limbo or, well I won't say that one.


So here is the picture that I put on my missionary application...which may describe why I am in "special handling"

The heart of Pergatory!

For the past month I have been excited to tell people my good news, PAPERS ARE IN! But not after waiting almost a month for a mission call, just to know that it's still in processing (which means it's in the first stage and hasn't even gotten to the comittee who decides where I go). I have never been good at waiting for things, especially when I have done everything I could and now am waiting on human hands...and maybe the Lord.

This whole year, as many of you know, I have refered to this time as being in Pergatory. I can't finish my schooling because I promised Heavenly Father I would give him 18 months. I couldn't go on a mission due to some debts. Well now I have advanced to the heart of Pergatory. I still can't advance on future plans because I am waiting for a mission call that is supposed to be coming from a lost application (at least that is my explanation for why it's been in processing for three weeks...it's lost). I know that seems silly, but if you know me, it makes more sense. If you don't know, I'll tell you. I am a get in, get done person...I'm a finisher. That may explain to you a lot. I don't just want to finish things-have another notch on my belt-I just like doing things and finishing them especially when it's about my future. So when I can't do things and finish them because I am waiting on something that is out of my hands, I get a little antsy and a little grumpy and a little un productive. It makes me laugh when people tell me that I am laid back. I just don't tell them that it's because I am always laid back when lounging around your house and eating your food.

So why is this post here? It's a rant! Should I not be ranting while waiting on the Lord's time or maybe human mistakes? No. Should I erase this post? Probably. But does it make me feel better to get this off my chest?................not really.

As everyone does through life and especially in the crazy early twenties, I am learning and I want you to see that. I don't feel better when I complain about this time in my life and I don't feel better when I am not being patient. As I put this all in perspective to the things that have happened and the things that probably will happen, it's not that big of a deal and I know it. This time is testing my patience and I know it, and I want to do better at waiting (and that may be by doing a lot more lounging and your house). This is just a puddle (as aunty Peg once described, there are storms and puddles in life) actually this is more like a stream in the gutter and I happened to step in...in flip flops with dirt already on my feet so now there is mud...I'll stop. So, it's no big deal, just want to tell you I am learing, and I'll be laying on your couch soon.

From Pole to Pole, Where do you think I'm going?

Okay my dear ones I want to hear it! I want to know where you think I'm going to be called to serve a mission? But if you are going to take the time to post don't write, "spanish speaking" or "Europe" Be specific like, "Antarctica, Penguiniese".

And whoever is the closest geographically will recieve a personal electronic High Five, compliments of Kristy ooo.....

It's called a mission!

So as many of my loyal fans and listners know (those who are my family and have to like me), that I have been trying to go on a mission for sometime now and it's been a roller coster. But this week I hope to have my papers sent in.

But I try not to think to much about it. I never realized how crazy missions are if you don't have a testimony and don't really want to do it. I guess I may be late for this train and everyone else has already realized this especially those that have already served. I honestly just don't think about. At times during the day I stop and remember that I am closer than I ever have been in the last year and a half to going on a mission and I get so excited. But then the ugly monster rears it's head and asks why I'm so excited to go knock on doors and deal with skitzos for companions (and yes I am conviced that I am going to have at least one companion with a mental disease).

What I am really saying is that these past few months have been so exciting finding a testimony bigger than myself, and realizing why I am doing this, and excited about it. Of course I'm going to walk on the plane like a dear in the head lights in robotic fashion, but sooner or later I'll come out of the "just get on the plane coma" and it will be an amazing experience, because I'll be taking steps to becoming the person that I hope to be someday, and yes that is like you mom and dad. Maybe someday I'll rival mom's unconditional love and worry for her children and even those she barely knows, and maybe some day I'll rival dad's steadfastness in the gospel. Though I'm not there today, serving my Heavenly Father faithfully (maybe painfully) will take me that much closer.

To all I bid farewell until the next time I write on my blog (which may be never, or three years from now, and hopefully I'll have pictres, Okay actually it will be when I get my call........)

Look I'm writing in my blog again!!!!

So just for the record I should state a couple of things not that they are terribley interesting but whatever.

1. I have finally graduated from Oregon State University with a Bachelor's of Art and a major in Spanish.
2. I have finally received my diploma, and it is sitting on my desk.
3. I have my mission papers pretty much ready to be submitted but I have to pay off my Oregon State Student account first and then I can submit my papers and that would be awesome when that day comes.
4. I am living with Grandma Ray in San Francisco and doing pretty well now that I have two friends here. I mean I have family but, that it's diferent when people don't have to like you because of blood relation.

Well that is pretty much the end and that was pretty lame! Well, my computer is not working right now, but when have access to a picture of my beautiful diploma I will post that too. I hope everyone is doing sooo soooo well!