One story about the airport. My companions and I started talking to a young girl about 17 years old and ended up giving her a Book of Mormon. We didn't get her name because we didn't think of it, but it was a neat experience. I hope she reads it. She was on her way to her dad's for the summer in Kentucky.
Okay, my time is almost up now. I love you so much. Thank you for your prayers. I pray for you and the rest of the family daily. YAY for missionary work! Can't wait to hear from you :)
Sister Hea :)