Good week
It was a good March week. Monday was normal with laundry, cleaning, piano lessons, dance and family night. It was St. Patrick's day but we had had a very busy week before and I'm not Irish and I don't like green that much so we don't get too into it. I usually at least wear my shamrock socks but the only people I saw were my family and the Wiests so I didn't feel the need to dress up. Tuesday I had a ministering interview. Nancy and I are new companions but she was unable to come last minute so it was just McKenzie and I and we had a great talk. I shared with her all about my sisters and then I'm not sure what happened but I started unloading on her all of my hurt from when people who have been assigned to me haven't ministered to me (which has been a lot). It is so hard when someone is assigned to be your friend and doesn't make any effort; it makes me feel very unlovable and then it is hard to like myself when it seems no one else does. Someone once ...