My missionary-angels 1997 onwards

Good evening!

Cinders here, mother, momma, boss, mom and ma'.

I thought I would write more later (i.e. tomorrow) but I just am too excited to tell you.

When I came back from my mini mission, I tried going back to LUKIO (senior high here in Finland) but the illness had taken over. It was my first psychosis. I needed to go to the mental hospital here near where I live. I ended up spending eight months there.

One thing that helped me through that time was the missionaries visits. They visited EVERY WEEK. They did indeed not miss one single week. I am so grateful! I have some pictures from that time and they always make me cry. I remember the way I felt, or how numb and weird I felt. They gave me a lot of medicine. Nowadays I still have medicine but they are a lot more modern.

Once I remember dreaming or just hearing "in my mind" how the missionaries sang to me. They did often sing to me. Nowadays I mostly hear them play the piano when they visit me or at the church. I started teaching myself to play the piano when I was 16 and started taking lessons at the age of 38-39.

We experienced some really amazing spiritual moments as well as funny ones during my time in the hospital. I got blessings, we prayed together and once four elders caught me frogs I could kiss. For the record: I did not :D (Frogs are not my favorites)

I usually try to tell the current missionaries a little about my mental health problems I have had. They can maybe understand me a little better. I always want to get to know them too. I make a point of trying be a considerate mom and listen and support them. I like them so so much. They are my anti-depressants and they have helped me a lot.

I try to explain to someone who is curious why I have a strong bond with most missionaries. In the midst of my most difficult time in my entire life, they were there. They were real when my mind did not know what was real. They were and are my angels.

More later!

p.s. Don't worry, I will not run out of topics for this blog lol :D

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Transfers: Update

Dear all,¨ I hope you are all doing well. I am really happy but I am so sorry I haven't updated this blog in a long time... There has been some changes. I mean transfers :D lol. I have spent a lot of time in my hometown Jakobstad. I have been so blessed and happy that my bonus son elder Stratford has served there for the past month. It is his final transfer :( I know. It is sad... I have been so blessed and grateful to get to know elder Stratford. He has been a good example and a very nice friend and bonus son. He is a good example to everyone. He is very social and friendly. It is very hard to feel alone or unnoticed in his company. He makes people feel seen and appreciated. At least he has taken good care of me and been a great support and friend. I hope we can meet in Utah next year, I am still planning on going there next summer. We have got new missionaries to Tampere! :) Three new elders and one new sister! :) I am just getting to know them but at least they seem friendly

My trip to Finland's old capitol: TURKU and fun times with the missionaries...

Good morning! :) How goes it? I am happy and I am going to the Temple today with my best friend from my ward... Anywhooo... I visited Turku/Åbo at the end of November. It was a blast. I spent four days in the old capitol of my country, which in my humble opinion should have been kept as the capitol... As a person from Tampere/Tammerfors I should maybe expected to NOT like Turku, but like my father - I do like Turku and have liked it for a long time. I stayed at my friends' place and they were so kind to me and I could "do my stuff" there in peace, like reading, writing and listening to music. I also loved attending the zoom -meetings that I had during my stay. My lovely friends are originally from Jyväskylä. We have known each other for years... Sorry, long intro... :D I spent four fabulous days in Turku. On Thursday I arrived and didn't meet with the missionaries that day, I rested from my trip to Turku. I arrived in the morning. OK. Sorry for the long backstory.

Boss/Mom and her excellent children :)

Good afternoon! This post is about two things: 1. How awesome missionaries are 2. How I am always on their side come what may SO. There has been a little break from last week's Tuesday until this week's Tuesday when I couldn't go to church or the activities at church. I had the flu... :( A little remnants still but almost okay now. I went to Game night this week on Tuesday. It was good. I spent a lot of time talking with one of the sisters and we played the piano for each other.. Then I also got a blessing because my anxiety has been acting up again. I must say, our elder Heaton is like a big brother, even to me! :) So wise and je ne sais quoi. Just a really good person. I am so grateful for all my bonus children. I do not really remember if I told you in this blog that I am saving up money to go to Utah next year with my mom :) I have never been there. We have two relatives and their families living in Salt Lake City... I have like a billion children in Utah lol. Not a b

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