29 February 2012

Happy Leap Day!

BUON GIORNO A TUTTI, FRATELLI E SORELLE!!!!!!! (Okay, that's what everyone says when they get up to give a talk/bear their testimony in church)

So President has a meeting or something next week and will be gone, so even though it's only the 5th week of this transfer, this is the last week of the transfer!!! So happy transfers! (Next transfer will be 7 weeks to compensate for the change) Unsurprisingly, Sor B and I are still together, as are the two other companionships in our district (Anz Herrington is still training Anz Walsh, and the zone leaders Anz Ostler and Anz Frustaci, who are in our ward). But next transfer our district will likely get all split up! Crazy.

Oh, p.s. I've been a missionary for SIX MONTHS. What?! My mission "end date" is exactly a year from today (well, actually yesterday...the whole today being leap day thing kinda messes it up).

Remember how in the MTC I would write home every week and talk about how the gift of tongues is real? Well, it still is. Lots of the changes that have taken place in me over these past few months I probably won't really realize until I get home, but one thing that I'm really noticing is how much better my Italian is. It's kinda weird. Sometimes we'll be in church or in a lesson or something and I'll suddenly think to myself "whoa, wait - they're all speaking Italian!" and I don't really notice because I just understand what's going on. So weird. And also very cool. And I've found lately, especially as senior companion, that my speaking comes so much faster. I surprise myself a lot, actually. I can't even imagine what my Italian will be like in a year from now - mom and dad, you're gonna be so impressed! I've told a few of our new converts that you're planning on coming to pick me up and they have all told me to call them up so they can meet you. Guess you better brush up on those Italian phrases!

Shout out this week goes to Sorella Bunker's mom!!! I should probably apologize to you right now for how much she probably doesn't like me - what with me trying to whip her into shape and all ;) - particularly this week as she's taken on the role of senior companion! She's been in charge of planning our lessons, deciding what to do all day, where to do finding work, and (the worst part) she's been in charge of the phone! She has been making all the phone calls this week - all in Italian!!! She's only been here four weeks or so and she's already calling strangers up on the phone! Be proud! Like I said, she is probably annoyed at me for making her do so much so soon, but guess what - she's doing it and she's doing great. There may be hope for her yet! ;) Really though, she is doing so great.

Dad, about my jeans not fitting, it's actually not a big deal at all because I never wear them anyway. On p-day we are supposed to wear our proselyting clothes (skirts) like normal, unless of course we're doing something that would require us to wear other-people-clothes (like playing bball or something). So. No problem there. Well...so to speak.

So remember how I've been calling all kinds of random people on our ward list who I've never met? Well, it hasn't profitted us much in terms of finding members we can reactivate, but it has helped toughen our skin! Most of the people we talk to are NOT interested in even talking to us on the phone, but at least now we know! Most of the calls have been relatively painless. The gem of the ward list, though, has to be the woman I called last week who, even though her name and address and number are on the ward list, told me on the phone that she is now a Jehovah's Witness - now that she's found "la verità / the truth", she told me. She then proceeded to drill me with questions about the Bible and what the real name of God is and something about Psalm 83. I was kinda shocked (if you can imagine), and had no idea what to do or say. The LAST thing I wanted was to argue, and so basically I was just on the phone with my mouth hanging open in surprise and saying "oh...yeah...um...didn't know that...yeah...". Ah, the experiences you have on the mission! Well, at least now we know she's not interested! And hopefully she is happy with her newfound "verità".

This past weekend was crazy. The snow is 99% melted and it's been really, really nice out lately (20°C the other day!), so we're back on our bikes! Finally! On Friday night we were biking home from our last appointment when I discovered that my back tire was flat. Not like it didn't have enough air, but was flat flat. My front tire went flat a few weeks ago (right when Sor B got here), so it was kinda annoying to have to get the other innertube replaced, but it wasn't a big deal. So the next morning we took my bike in and got the tire fixed. Then that afternoon we went and got my bike again and were back in action. Well, that is until about 5pm that evening when we went to get on our bikes and my front tire was flat. Flat flat. What?! Again?? Yeah. It was flat. And the worst part was that we were down by the church, which is about a 20 min bike ride from our house. I couldn't ride my bike home, so what could I do? Well, we did the only thing we could do, which was to walk my bike back to our apartment and then plan on taking the bus to our other appointment that night. I wasn't particularly pleased about it, but we had no other options, really. So we walked our bikes home. It took us about an hour. Poor Sor B was such a champ walking her bike back with me. The bike fixing guy was already closed for the day, and it was Saturday, so we had to wait and take my bike back on Monday morning. He said there were bits of glass in the tire and that's why it went flat. Dangit! But my bike has been fine so far, so things are looking up!

Well my dears, time is up this week! I love you all so much! Thanks for your love and support!

Love and other good things from Torino,
Sorella Soh

p.s. the pictures!
1) by a very full trash can. The sign says to not but trash on the ground because "non siamo a Napoli / we are not in Naples!" haha

2) me with a very large apple that I bought (and consequently ate) at the market downtown today

3) a sign explaining a church we saw...poor nuns! Having to burn witches and stuff!

4) me in front of said church

5) me in front of a weird statue thing downtown

6) today's lunch! Kebab! YUM. It had french fries in it. Weird. But good.

22 February 2012

Toar-eee-know!

Buooooooooooon giorno a tutti miei carissimi!

First and foremost - shout out of the week goes to...(drumroll please)...PAPA WALTON!!! Thanks for the letter! Also thanks to Mamma Walton and Auntie Kim for your letters, too! I should beg for mail more often because when we checked the mail yesterday (we hadn't checked it on Monday because we were in Cuneo...but more about that later), I had 7 letters waiting for me! SEVEN!!!! It was the best day of my life!!! (well, kind of...you know...) But yeah! Oh man I could hardly wait to open all of them and don't you worry, I'll be reading them over and over all week (I've already read the letters from Mom and Pop Walton about 4 times...). And of course, mom and dad, I got both of your letters! And you each sent two! Ahhh! Best day EVER!!! I got that picture book of the fam, mom, and I LOVE IT!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!! I can't WAIT to show it to EVERYONE!!! Ahhh! So excited. So excited. Oh, and mom, I about DIED laughing when I read your little quote from Michelle: "We haven't heard from the goldfish in a while..." Oh man. Sor Bunker was praying before bed when I read that and she had to stop and say "when I'm done you better tell me what's so funny". Keeping pets is against mission rules, but that doesn't mean we haven't considered putting our bidet to use and using it as a fish tank. (The jury's still out on that one...but heaven knows we don't have any other use for a bidet. Weird!)ù

Mom, I'm so excited about your BoM FB group! I like the attitude of saying "hey, I could do that!" and I'm glad that people seem to be interested in reading a little bit of the BoM online every day. Yeah, internet! (cue the song from Napoleon Dynamite where Kip sings "I love technology / but not as much as you, you see / but I still love technology"). Also pumped to hear that Brianna Wilson is home from her mission! I mean, not in the sense that I'm glad she's not a missionary anymore, but glad to hear that we were in the field at the same time, at least for a little bit! She is cool.

DAD. A SIX STRING UKE. AHHHHHH!!!!!!!! I'm dying! I AM SO EXCITED FOR IT. Ahhh!!!! SO excited!!! How many ukes does that put us at? Two for me and three for you? I am so excited. It sounds like an AWESOME uke. So excited, in fact, that before coming to the internet point to email today, I asked my companion if we could stop by this guitar store we always walk by that has some ukuleles in the window. It's usually closed for lunch at the time we walk by, but we went early and the guy in the store let me play one of the ukuleles for a few minutes! It was so great! And I'm glad you were able to just trade for it! How cool is that?! Ahh! So cool.

Well, things here in Torino are picking up now that it's starting to warm up! The snow is almost completely melted and we're back on our bikes, finally! Woo! No more waiting for the bus! Yeah! It also means that more people are out and about during the day, so there are actually people to talk to out on the streets and in the parks and stuff.

This week has been the week of miracles! (Boy am I glad I have my Miracle Flow Chart to confirm these experiences!) First of all, last week Friday we didn't have any appointments for the afternoon, so we went and did some casa (door-to-door tracting) in a new neighborhood. We walked around a bit until we found a palazzo (stairwell) we wanted to buzz into. Basically that consisted of me saying "I feel like we should do that palazzo", walking over to it and ringing the intercom (citofono) until we find someone who will let us in. Well, I picked a palazzo, and the FIRST person we buzzed let us in with no hassle! AND THEN we went up and rang this same person's doorbell and he talked to us! He wasn't super interested in our message, but we were still able to teach him and leave him with a prayer. That never happens! The first palazzo, first citofono, first door? MIRACLE.

Then, the next day, Saturday, well, let me just cut and paste what I wrote about it in my email to the president this week:
"All our Saturday afternoon appointments fell through last week, so we decided that since the weather was pretty nice we'd hit the town and do some strada in an area we hadn't been to before. There weren't a ton of people out, and we hadn't been able to contact many people. Finally I said to my companion "okay, we've GOT to talk to somebody. Let's talk to that woman with the scarf" and indicated to a woman walking towards us. I stopped her, complimented her on her scarf (which I really did actually like) and told her we were missionaries. She didn't seem very interested and started walking away, so I said "conosce qualcuno in questa zona che ha bisogno di un messagio della felicità? / do you know anyone in this area who needs a message about happiness?" and that caught her attention. She said that everyone needs some felicità (happiness), and we ended up being able to talk to her and teach her. It was such a great miracle!"
She wouldn't give us her number, but I really think this this woman will come to church someday. Totally felt the Spirit. She is so awesome.

And then last night! Holy quack! Our appointments all fell through (again...sigh) so we were walking around doing some contacting on the street (strada) and also some casa. Anyway, right as we were walking by a pharmacy, I saw the second counselor in our ward's RS presidency walk out the door. She lives pretty far from where we were, so it was completely unexpected. I said "ciao, sorella!" and she told us that her dad lives right near that area and that she usually goes to visit him once a week or so. If it wasn't cool enough to see someone we knew on the street she was like "yeah, I'm going to go see my dad, wanna come?" and of course we jumped at the chance! Anyway, we met her dad, who is not a member, and had a great time! They fed us dinner and her dad, Salvatore, showed us all kinds of cool, old pictures of his family and cool old money/bank notes that he has a collection of. He told us he was atheist, but you'da never believed it when he said "amen" at the end of the prayers we said with him and the way he got so excited when we talked about his family. He showed us around his house and showed us all kinds of cool things he has and there was no denying he felt the Spirit! He was really glad we came over, I could tell. It was pretty awesome. Miracles, miracles everywhere!

Ack! I'm totally out of time today and I didn't even get to talk about the exchange we had Monday and Tuesday! Really quickly, on Monday afternoon we went to Cuneo, which is a small town outside of Torino and did a companionship exchange with the sorelle there. I traded trainees with Sorella Willey, so my companion for the day was Sorella Forbes, who is from Draper (also president of the hip-hop club at BYU. Legit). We taught some really great people there and had a good time learning new approaches to talking to people about the gospel! It's good to be able to learn from each other, even if that does mean we're a little bit behind in the work here in Torino for this week because we did a blitz again, which means that both companionships were in the same city instead of us just trading companions.

Anyway, tanto TANTO amore for all of you dear people reading my blog! I love you all and pray for you! The gospel is true! Have a fantastic week!

Love,
Sorella Soh

p.s. the pictures are of me and Sor B with our first gelato and then there's one of me at my study desk trying to get us appointments. I have the area book, ward list, map of Torino and a bazillion other things on my desk...welcome to my life



15 February 2012

Le Sorelle Taurinesi

CIAO-DY FROM TORINO!!!

Wow! P-day AGAIN! I feel like it just keeps sneaking up on me. Yikes! Shout out this week to Megan Adkins who sent me a letter that I got on Thursday! I know this is a cliché missionary thing (and an unabashed plug for more letters), but I LOVE GETTING LETTERS. I read them as fast as I can when I get them and then read them over and over and over throughout the week. All of them. (Even the card you sent, Sorella Walton's mom!!!) There's something about a person's handwriting - when I see it it's like they're really there talking to me, helping to pick me up when I've had a hard day or we've gotten shut down by a bazillion people on the street or whatever. So thanks for the letters. I love them.

So one of my favorite things to do when we meet with people is to show them our family picture from our Christmas card - and they love it too! And which person in our family is the most commented on? Wouldn'tcha know - it's Alex! They always look at it and say "questo è tuo fratello? Lui è bello!" which translates to "this is your brother? He is handsome!" Haha. They also comment a lot on how Michelle and I look so much alike and, interestingly enough, how much Dad and Alex look alike. And of course, Mom, you don't have to feel left out - you are the mozzarella in the midst of all the chocolate, after all.

(Note from Katie's mom: here's the picture!)


Dad, I caught a glimpse of the letter that Giuseppe sent you! It was written on their computer. I'm pretty sure he spelled your name wrong, but that's really all I know. He told me that he had written to you. He knows a few words and phrases in English, but a lot of that is due to the fact that he knows a lot of songs in English. He told me, though, that he wrote you the letter in Italian and then used an internet translator thing to translate it into English, so that's where the weird grammar and stuff comes in. Anyway, if you want I can translate something for you, or you can just use the internet like he did. I'm sure that'll be fine. I told him that you and mom are planning to come pick me up from my mission and we'll probably come back to Torino and he is really excited to get to meet you!

I'm attaching pictures (finally) of me and my new companion! The first one is of me and Sorella Bunker with President and Sister Wolfgramm on the first day we met each other. The second is of just me and Sor B. The third is a picture I took of The Miracle Flow Chart, which I talked about in my email two weeks ago. I added in accompanying scriptures, too, so it makes the MFC even more legit.







I heard that Whitney Houston died! Don't worry, Whitney. I will always love you.

More bad news...my jeans don't fit anymore. !!! I should probably be embarrassed to admit that, but they don't fit because my legs don't fit in them anymore, and yours wouldn't either if you biked 9384753453408 miles every day for three months!!! My calves, quads and glutes are solid. And also too large for my pants. Shame.

With the cold weather and the snow, we've had to get more creative with our finding and contacting work. (Luckily the cold weather is supposed to only last through tomorrow and then the snow will be able to melt and we can get back on our bikes!) So! I've taken some GIANT leaps out of my comfort zone and decided to go through our area book, phone and ward roster and just call up everyone I don't know. So yes, that does mean that I've been calling complete strangers - and talking to them in Italian on the phone!!! (mom, you know how much I hate calling people on the phone!) But yeah! I just decided that my calling as a missionary, especially as a sister missionary, gives me license to do things that typically are not socially acceptable. (Actually, I think that was written in my call letter as a description of what a missionary is...) But yeah, I've been calling tons of strangers! And actually, we ended up getting two appointments out of it - one with an old woman who isn't really a member of the church anymore... but her name is Carmela and she showed us pictures of the sisters that taught her and her husband like 20 years ago [shout out to a Lana Robertson neé Hansen from Idaho/Utah (or anyone who knows her!) who served in Torino and got married in like 1992, she was one of the wedding announcements we saw]. It was just really cool/weird to be sitting in the living room in this apartment with this old woman and know that there were sisters sitting in the same room with the same woman 20 years ago. The work just keeps going forward, and missionaries just keep coming and coming and the work that I do is just a perpetuation of what every missionary in Torino has done before me, and a foundation for every missionary that will come after me.

The other lesson we got from these phone calls was with a really really great woman named Eliana. She joined the church when she was 13, living in Brasil. She was the only one in her family to join the church. She even wanted to serve a mission. But then she went on vacation to Italy when she was 18 and met a guy and fell in love and got married, had two kids and kinda stopped going to church. Anyway, we went over last night and she told us that her dad, who had joined the church a few years after she did, just died in January and her 17 year old daughter is on a bad life path right now. She also told us that she went back to Brasil last month or something and passed the old church she used to go to right after she got baptized and really felt like she wanted to come back to church when she got back to Italy. So this all happened, and then she got home and I called her and asked if we could come over. Remember how the Lord's timing is perfect? Yeah. She told us that she took the fact that we had called her as a sign because she had already been wanting to come back to church and then randomly we called her up. And I say randomly, but let's be real, it wasn't random at all. Was it Elder Scott that said that there's no such thing as coincidences - only divine rendezvous? Yeah. Actually, let's analyze this on the Miracle Flow Chart.................MIRACLE!!!!!!!

Well, folks, that's all I've got time for this week! I love you! Love you love you love you! Oh, and happy late Valentine's Day! Even more love! Yes! The Gospel is true! Live it and see! Mettete Dio alla prova / put God to the test! He loves you! I love you! Man there are a lot of exclamation points in this paragraph!

LOVE FROM TORINO,
Sorella Soh

08 February 2012

February!? ALREADY?!?!?

Hellooooooooooooooo carissimi!!!!

Greetings from snowy, slushy Torino! It has been FREEZING this past week. We're talking it gets down to -15°C at night and during the day -8°C. Yikies! Our poor little bikes have just been left out in the parking garage-ish space behind our building to get snowed on and neglected while we try to figure out the dang public transportation system. Luckily, though, today it's pretty warm, 2°C-ish, and the snow is melting a bit. I'm super excited about this because our bikes are so much faster and more convenient! Who'da thunk, right?

A few things - 1) Tiffane, I wrote you a note last week and then realized that I threw away the box with your address on it without writing down said address...so if you could email my mom your address so that she can get it to me that would be great. 2) Mom/Dad if by chance you happen to be at the store and find a set of speakers and cheapy-ish portable CD player, that would be great. I'm also still looking for rechargable batteries that will work in european outlets. 3) Just in case anyone is on the lookout for getting me a late Christmas/valentines day/easter/early bday present, I would not be opposed to an Atlanta braves tshirt...McCann or Uggla...in a medium...just so y'all know...

My sense of time is all out of whack because I feel like I was just here writing my email home last week but at the same time I feel like a lot has happened in the past week, most of which I probably can't remember. I think we invited 4 people to be baptized last week, and they all said no. BUT! They're all still meeting with us and they'll get baptized eventually, we'll just have to keep asking them. That's something our mission president has really wanted us to start doing - inviting people to be baptized on the first lesson in a "when you know this stuff is true will you be baptized?" kind of way, and then setting an official date by the second lesson. It sounds kinda crazy and a little pushy, but in reality, it makes a lot of sense. It establishes right off the bat what our purpose as missionaries is - to bring others unto Christ and have them do so by being baptized. Obviously we do it tactfully and want to make sure that we're only baptizing people who want to be baptized because dunking people in a tub of water is not the same as being baptized. Anyway, we've been putting this into practice - inviting people early to be baptized - and it's working out, even if they're saying no. We're not trying to trick anyone into getting baptized and also people know what they need to do next when they receive their answer that the Book of Mormon and Joseph Smith and all that are true.

I'm feeling more comfortable about my calling as a trainer and senior companion. That's not to say that I'm any good at it, but my trust in the Lord is growing and growing. In this calling I feel like I have so much more control over what I can do as a missionary, and so at the end of the day I can feel good about what I've done for the day because I know I've done everything I can. Before it wasn't really like that because I was just trusting in what my trainer did and she had the responsibilty, but now it's all on me. I'm the one that determines what we will do and so I'm the one that has to take the responsibility for it. I don't know if Sorella Bunker has gotten anything out of the past two weeks that I've been trying to show her how I think this missionary business goes, but speaking for myself I know that I've learned and grown a ton in these past two weeks and it's only the beginning!

I was thinking today about how it's February (is that spelled right? In Italian - febbraio), and how my mission technically finishes at the end of Feb 2013. Which means I only have a year left. Which means I've been out for almost 6 months. Which means I've been out almost of a third of my mission. A THIRD! Yikies! I just got here!

Nana, I got your letter last week! Thanks for writing me! I often think about the stories you've told me about your mission. Mom and Dad, I just got the letters you wrote me from two Sundays ago - I got them both on Monday, so it took just about a week I guess. Poor Sor B has gone a whole week without getting any mail because no one had her address here. I've been reading her some of my journal entries from my first week in Italy so that she can have a snapshot of what my first few days were like. I don't know if it helps her at all, but it's helped me remember how hard those first few days are with the jet lag, lifestyle adjustments and no mail!

Tomorrow we have interviews with the mission president! President and his wife and the assistants will all be coming down to our church building here in Torino, as will several other missionaries from other nearby cities (Vercelli, Novarra, Cuneo), and we'll spend the day in trainings while President takes us out one by one and interviews us. I don't really want to talk too much about that though because that'll be in my email for next week!

Well, that's all I've got time for this week. I love you all!!! Really really! Props to my mom who actually asked the missionaries in our ward to recite their missionary purpose to her!!! I'm still waiting on your other folks!!! Don't think you're off the hook!!!

Lots and lots and lots and lots of LOVE and prayers and other good things from Torino,
Sorella Soh

03 February 2012

Transfer 3!!!!!!

BUON GIORNO A TUTTI I MIEI CARISSIMI!!!!

Well well well this is Sorella Soh, the trainer, coming to you live from Torino with my new companion/trainee....Sorella Bunker, from Orem, Utah!

What. A. Week. So on Thursday Sor Walton and I went to Milano (on the 6:50am train. Ick) and then "broke up" at the train station when I left to pick up my new trainee and she waited for things to get together for her to go to Varese. There was lots of hugging involved. I'm gonna miss her! Let's be real, I already miss her! Anyway, after that I went with the other sorelle who are training and we picked up our new trainees. I actually kinda know the other two sorelle - Sorella Forbes and Sorella Bush, the latter being from Madison, WI and also coincidently in the Allen's ward.

The big news of the week (other than the training stuff) would have to be the weather/nature! Last week there were some earthquakes in Italy, and we felt a little tiny bit of one of the aftershocks or something. I thought my leg was just twitching, but then it didn't stop when I moved and also Sorella Walton felt it. It was weird!

Also, THERE'S SNOW. Yeah. It started snowing Saturday night, snowed basically all day on Sunday and snowed a little bit on Monday and Tuesday. Ah! While snow is nice and pretty and all, it makes the work so much harder because no one is outside in the parks and no one wants to stop and talk on the streets. And bikes? Ha. Good luck. I've had to learn how to get us around the city on the bus and trams because using our bikes is out of the question - it's just too slippery. It's all very annoying.

Well, I guess you're all wondering about how training is going, so I'll tell you - it's going! I don't really have much to offer Sor Bunker in terms of her being able to have a lot of confidence in me, seeing as how I've only been here my two transfers of training, but she tags along with me anyway. She had taken most of Ital 101 at BYU (she didn't finish because she entered the MTC before the semester ended) and of course studied Italian at the MTC. Her Italian is pretty dang good for not having studied a ton, and she can pretty much follow in our lessons and has had opportunities to jump in and teach and bear testimony and stuff, so she's just gettin' it done! Unfortunately, we have had weird appointments for her to get all her paperwork done and we keep getting stood up for appointments and stuff, so we've ended up having to do a lot of door to door contacting. It is not easy as a new missionary to try and buzz in to a stairwell and then go ring everyone's doorbell and try and talk to them about Jesus! Shoot, it's not really easy to do that as a not new missionary! But we keep going at it. In fact, the first day, we were ringing doorbells and happened to meet a woman who was basically stuck in her house because she has to use a big breathing machine nose tube thing. Anyway, we talked with her at her door, gave her a Book of Mormon and prayed with her. We showed her the picture of Christ that is in the front of the Book of Mormon and she started to cry and said "it's not easy to make me cry!" so that was really cool. And then the next night while we were knocking on doors, we met a woman who has an LDS friend and gave us her number so that we could come back and talk to her when she had more time.

It's been amazing how becoming a trainer has changed my mission. Training means that I'm the senior companion and that means that I have to basically do everything - make sure that we have appointments, deciding what we're going to teach, we're we'll go to do finding work and making ALL the phone calls. Do you know how much I hate calling people on the phone? Gag. And then of course I had my own problems about being nervous talking to people and tracting (knocking on doors - we call it "casa in casa") and all of those things that make being a missionary hard. And then to add the calling of being a trainer on top of that? Yikies. But you know what, I know that I am completely incapable of doing all those things of my own accord, regardless of what my qualifications look like on paper. And so this is probably the first time in my life where I have had to completely and fully rely on the Lord to do something. Mostly it's because I don't want to ruin Sorella B's mission by starting her off on the wrong foot. Being a trainer is a big responsibility! And so I've had to rely completely on the Lord. So what good has that done me? Well, I'll tell you: MIRACLES. I don't know how we've managed to find places to go and people to see and teach, nor do I know how our schedule all of a sudden got filled with appointments. And then of course there are all of the little things that happen during the day, like catching the right tram or bus, not falling off our bikes (oh yeah, our first day together my bike got a flat tire and we couldn't get to an appointment because of it), and just the people we meet and talk to. So my testimony is this: The Lord QUALIFIES those who he calls. So somebody start working on a certificate for me because I'm being qualified! And all this despite my abilities or lack thereof.

Anyway, time's up! Love you all so so much. Can't do this work without you and your support and all that :)

LOOOOOOOOOVE from Torino!
Sorella Soh (yikies, I almost put Katie there!)