tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8647623321221401317.post8170391107293179049..comments2023-07-04T03:04:51.559-05:00Comments on Missionary, Mother, Wife and Nurse: Termites ate my couch...and other stories from a missionary nurse.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01244043108924274434noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8647623321221401317.post-31282609463278353522016-08-14T20:25:46.545-05:002016-08-14T20:25:46.545-05:00Can't wait to read it!Can't wait to read it! Brittany and Nick Hugheshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03601722881381812176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8647623321221401317.post-30878932515658082016-06-10T16:37:49.835-05:002016-06-10T16:37:49.835-05:00I'm look forward to you showing us here, back ...I'm look forward to you showing us here, back in the states, what missionary work is like in other parts of world. Tara Zinnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07584466139433744278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8647623321221401317.post-43179400644804973292016-06-05T07:31:08.356-05:002016-06-05T07:31:08.356-05:00Wow! Coming along for the ride for sure. You state...Wow! Coming along for the ride for sure. You state perfectly my feelings- the journaling was for ME, so I wouldn't forget the pathos of each distinct event because of the next crisis that fell on top of it! Feel the next event never allowed me to process fully the first, and at days end had to write it all down to just remember what happened. Living fully in the moment so as to be engaged meant stepping out of all the feelings about the first event! Keep us posted.Penny and Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04602633878019884522noreply@blogger.com