This week we celebrated Thanksgiving with our dear American families, had some really good temple tours, and the Elders made us Chik-Fil-A nuggets (the secret is to soak them in milk and pickle juice overnight). ;)
My favorite temple tour this week was with a woman named Auriane. She was a tiny beautiful African girl and from the moment she walked in she was glowing. I'm going to be honest, I do the same temple tour like 10 times every temple day and sometimes it gets old. This time, I had a goal of trying to see it through the eyes of the person I'm teaching. Really as if this was the first time she's hearing about it. We got to explaining the Sealing room and I could hardly even make it through my sentence I was just filled with gratitude for the fact we can live with our families again someday. I can't even imagine being without the hope of any family after this life. And yet some people are living like that. We taught her about how she can see her grandpa and mom again someday and by the end everybody was crying- even the elders. Had a big group hug that day. We're so surrounded by blessings sometimes we forget we're even living in them.
Another thing I'm especially grateful for this week is the Book of Mormon. We were studying Tuesday and all of a sudden Sœur Tulieva was like "WHAT Helaman died too?! They've been through so much" HA after reading the Book of Mormon for so long you still learn so much every time. I love the Book of Mormon because it gives me direction whenever I have none. It helps me feel the Spirit when I feel overwhelmed. Most of all, it helps me remember God loves me and everybody needs that reminder every once in a while.
I hope you all had a great week! See ya'll in a quick 6 HA!
Sœur McOmber
Got lots of pics for ya'll this week 
Thanksgiving with the Petersen family feat. pecan pie <3
The second best reason we visit American families: their dogs
Giant mall Christmas tree (there's literally homeless people living inside of it)
Inside the Mantes elders apartment and Elder Carpenter has this on fridge HA it means "I am a babe".... Sœur Janda taught him too much slang
Their basketball hoop made of scotch tape
Makin cookies for all our favorites. A true American grandma recipe it doesn't get better
In all of France they have these Christmas marchés where tons of vendors come and sell things and it's like a little carnival. And yes we met an elf!!! It's the real deal.
Musée Des Arts Décoratifs
It is surprising to know that these wonderful letters home will be ending so soon. They have been so uplifting and enlightening. Just as you remarked about your experience teaching about eternal families by envisioning it through the eyes of your amis, your letters allow your family and friends to remember how precious are these blessings that you are "remembering" for the first time. Thank you so much ma petite nièce.
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