Wintering in Traiguen

Travis (Elder Woodfield) spent his first Chilean winter in Traiguen.

When Chile won the Copa America everyone celebrated.

Hiking to the Lonquimay volcano was a P-day highlight for Travis.

Elder A. from Colorado (far right) was Travis' second companion in Traiguen.

"How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings" (Isaiah 52:7)

MORP

Way back in March, Abby went to MORP.

She knew exactly how she wanted to "ask". Her name was hidden in the tower.

"Day Date" at GetOut Games

Abby with her date, Rob

Clara, Abby, Madison, and Lizzy

The Whole Group

Beautiful Abigail

Club Soccer

Abby, State Cup 2015

Club soccer (Utah Storm) took us to Phoenix and Las Vegas this Winter.

Vermilion Cliffs Highway (Arizona)

Navajo Bridge (Arizona)

Navajo Bridge

Traveling is always more fun with Alex and Kellie.

Abby has loved her team. They are a great group of girls who work so well together on and off the field. Here they are at the Las Vegas Temple after they were baptized in behalf of those who have died and did not have the opportunity.

Twinners

It's our time of life when both Brian and I get to travel with Abby, and we're so grateful we can.

Traiguen

Five weeks ago Travis was transferred to Traiguen, Chile--a beautiful rural village about four hours south of where he was serving. There are about 75 members of the Church in the Branch (local congregation) with two sets of missionaries proselyting the whole area. I think it is a nice change for Travis--much calmer and more peaceful than Boca Sur. His new companion is Elder S. from Florida and they get along great.

This photo reminds me of the scripture in Doctrine and Covenants, Section 4, "For behold the field is white already to harvest . . ." A perfect visual of missionary work. Thanks, Elder Woodfield.

Hiroshima

Hiroshima was the number one place Brian wanted me to experience while in Japan and, wow, it was an emotional, poignant, and thought-provoking place. We began at what is now known as the A-bomb Dome.

We then crossed the river to Hiroshima's Peace Memorial Park. Our first stop was the Children's Peace Monument which honors Sadako Sasaki and all the other children who died in the blast or from radiation sicknesses later on. Sadako's story of folding just under a thousand paper cranes before she died at age 12 of Leukemia is impactful yet heartbreaking.

The cases behind the monument house paper cranes donated from school children from around the world.

The Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum was really well done, yet made me feel so very sad.

Memorial Cenotaph

Me ringing the Bell of Peace

Our trip to Japan had come to a close. Those ten days were quite the adventure. I learned so much about the Japanese culture, food, and history. I'd love to go back again some day!