It's Up to Us, New York, New York

 We are now getting down to doing some things for the last time. We still have a couple of candidates for employment from the time we assisted that department, keeping the offices open until Elder and Sister Taylor arrived to take over. These people are now being contacted by the Taylors, but Elaine has such a fondness for Olivia that they had to meet in person, so the transition was more personal. Elaine got to meet Sister Taylor... ...and say good-bye to Olivia. We realized this would be the last time we would  enter the Union Square building. We had to go into lower Manhattan a little early so we could have lunch  before meeting Elaine. This was a Chinese restaurant like no other. They make their own noodles 2"X2' long. The meals are very spicy and delicious. We were less successful that evening with our facilitator training. Only one person attended; we expected four. Tonight will be our last training meeting and some have agreed to come to it, having missed last week. We

 The title comes from Fiddler on the Roof  with the song, "Miracles of Miracles" and is so applicable to what we see all the time in this mission. We sometimes get so caught up in the immediate needs, demands, and challenges that we fail to take time to recognize the miracles, large and small, that are happening all around us. We see them all the time, and need to be better at recording it. We both have felt well enough to resume our normal schedule this week, but the El Salvador Consulate texted and asked that we not come due to the increased demand on their staff running up to the presidential election that took place on Sunday. The current president was handily re-elected due to the increased calm the country is experiencing with the severe crack down on gangs. For us it means that we will be 7 lessons from completing the English Connect 2 classes. We are meeting with the head of the Church's Public Relations Department in New York City to discuss who will replace us,

 I know you were disappointed not to see the installment from last week, but we had an excuse. Olivia came down with what she described as a cold on Thursday the 18th, but refused to stay home on the 19th, because she and Sister Taylor had planned our trip to the Frick museum and she was determined to go. She felt awful and got worse during the visit, even though she found much with which to be amazed. By the time we left and were supposed to get the subway to the El Salvador Consulate, she had decided to just go home. The Taylors wanted to visit the consulate, so the three of us went, only to discover that it was closed due to expected bad weather (which never happened). A wasted trip. I was glad she had decided to go home, because she was quite sick. The museum has a huge variety of paintings Small collections in groupings like this to large masterpieces. The website said photography was allowed but the security guards and signs everywhere disagreed. We took a few before realizing it