Sunday, January 5, 2014
I was walking through the batay yesterday with Nena, the awesome woman who lives in my batay and cleans the house I'm going to move into, when we came across a sick woman Nena knew from church. We went into this woman's home and she noticed I was holding a bible. Boy, did I look like a missionary yesterday! Her advice to me was that since I must be a God-loving woman, I need to find a husband that doesn't smoke, drink, or do drugs, because when men do that they give themselves permission to kill women, and who wants a husband that would literally kill you?