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This is my personal-but-not-private blog. It's mostly just for me to keep up on my journal writing and to let friends and family know what I'm up to. As such, I don't allow comments — but if you know me, you will also know how to contact me to share your thoughts about a post.

This blog follows no schedule or theme. I mostly write about my family, my religion (Mormon), my poetry, and anything else that strikes my fancy — books, articles, other blogs, recipes, etc. Rarely politics. Sometimes photos.

NOTE: Currently I'm using this blog primarily for my son's mission emails home. From time to time I will post other things.

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Life On the Other Side

Dear Everyone,

Sorry about not sending an email last week. The problem is that there’s no public libraries here in Tijuana, so we have to send emails from what they call a “sirver,” which is basically a small shop with computers and Xboxes set up that charges us by the minute to send emails. So I read all your emails last week, but didn’t have any time to send anything (especially since we’re supposed to send an email to the mission president before anyone else). I haven’t read any of your emails for this week, and I may not be able to until next week, but I will read them. You guys might only receive one email from me every two weeks, though.

So I guess I’m going to start with the end. On Saturday, Elder U. and I baptized three kids—S., N., and K.—who are the first three baptisms our area has had for over three months. S. is 12, N. is 11, and K. is 9. K. is the son of an inactive member, and N. and S. are two of the daughters of a very, very poor family. They live in the remains of a …

Made it to the Mexico MTC!

Hey Mom and Dad,

This is just a quick email to let you know that I made it to the Mexico MTC safely. Everything's moving really fast, the Spanish keyboards are weird, I'm super hungry, and my next P-day isn't until next week. I won´t be able take any photos here except on P-day, so sorry, but my photos of the MTC will probably be pretty limited.

I'll send a longer message next week!

Love,
Elder Rice

Life in México

Dear Everybody,

The last week of my life feels more like six months. It's hard to communicate how crazy everything has been, so probably only Parker, Mom and Dad will understand.

Warning: my emails may have a lot of typos in them because the computers here are set to autocorrect to Spanish. Almost every word I type has a red squiggly line underneath it.

My trip here was fine. I got some Biscoff cookies on the plane, and they fed us pizza when we arrived at the MTC, or as they call it here, the CCM (Centro de Capacitación Misional de México). I met my first companion, Elder P., shortly after arriving at the CCM. Dad might remember him as the elder who shook my hand in the airport parking lot right before I left. He was extremely quiet at first, so I assumed that was just his personality. But as the first day passed, the stress wore on him, things got worse, until he suffered something of an emotional breakdown in the bathroom. I did my best to comfort him, and he agreed to see the…