It's Tuesday!

Good morning. I survived Divisoria yesterday. Another missionary ended up coming along and also provided a ride to and from the new metro transit/train. You older kids may remember her, Jen Chrystemen. Wow, the train is a great way to get around the city. Divisoria wasn't "too" bad; not too many people, not too much muck on the streets, and not too much of the foul smells. First thing I bought was a back-pack. That came in handy for the heavy stuff and my arms free to carry 4-5 other bags. HA! Sorry, no pictures of that trip into town as it would have been dangerous to take it. I even removed my wedding band and watch for the day. My money was either deep in a front pocket or in a cloth bag that was safety pinned inside the waist band of my jeans.

Saw Marcelena at Faith Academy. She's working in the HS office. She looked great and has two kids. Her son is 11 and her baby girl is 1.

Went to see Malou Abella last night. We took pizza and sodas. She shared with us more details of Nilo's illness and death. We cried together and ended with prayer. Our hearts break for her. She has shared that through this tragedy, she has grown closer to the Lord. Her mother, Nanay DeGuzman, is still going strong. She, too, is a precious soul. She seemed quiet last night. I believe she is hurting for her daughter right now. Pray for them.