What. A. Week.
It was the kind of week that makes you crash into bed every night around 10:00, and that’s after having fallen asleep on the couch.
It was the kind of week where the kids are wearing super random outfits because the laundry is literally taking over our kitchen.
It was the kind of week where being a missionary is just a little bit harder than I had anticipated.
It started out wonderfully. Mother’s Day on Sunday, witnessing our littlest team member be baptized, an incredibly exciting team meeting, and even getting to celebrate our 8th anniversary at a very romantic spot in Bogota.
But then things started to get weird.
There was an incredibly uncomfortable conversation (okay, confrontation) with a set of security guards who wouldn’t let us back into our friend’s housing c...Read More