We could probably get at least 4 apartments like theirs in our home. We have heard from others that this family is quick to provide shelter to anyone who needs it. For a couple of years, 11 people were living here. Two small bedrooms and of course, one bathroom. Bunk beds everywhere.
We were surprised to hear their story. Sasha is from a far corner of Siberia called Lake Bakal (deepest lake in the world). As a single parent, he left his 2 children in the care of family and trekked to Moscow in search of better employment. There he encountered missionaries from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. His new perspective enhanced his native optimism.
Steady work followed. Sasha has a beautiful tenor voice and, like most Russians, loves to sing. In the Moscow Stake choir, he couldn't help but notice a stunning brunette. Sveta was also a single parent. She had joined the church as a teenager and had been faithful ever since.
Following their marriage, Sasha sent for his children. It wasn't easy to create a situation where Sveta could be home with the children but they are doing it.and their family is thriving.
We knew that each parent brought 2 children into the marriage but we cannot figure out which ones are the biological match. They are a very affectionate bunch, with the usual big-family tussels. The darling is Sonya, the baby. Everyone loves her and she knows it. They even make room for a couple of parakeets.
Dinner was prepared by everyone. Arms over arms with lots of laughter. Great food and wonderful people. They are each living and teaching the gospel and they are happy. They wanted to sing for us and we were drawn into the musical family spell. A combination of stirring Russian folk songs and much-loved hymns. Perfect harmony in more ways than one.
Last Christmas, one of my "Connies" (my hearing aids that connect me to the world) was lost and miraculously found. This week we were in desperate need of another miracle as one became lost again. When we noticed it was gone, we prayed to find it again. God knew where it was. even if we didn't.
We then backtracked through some big stores, the route to the office, ransacked that place, finally back to the Produkty, our corner store. We had checked it over and over. Elder Pierson had a feeling he should lift the pallet that serves as the platform for the outside produce window. There it was. It had landed in a protected dry spot, It couldn't be stepped on or picked up. We were so grateful.
(Elder P. talking to Irina, the sweet produce lady. The "connie" was under the pallet he is standing on. The horse was an innocent bystander)
After we found the "connie", Irina started crying and pounding her chest with her fist, ""Ah, Slava Bogu, Slava Bogu" (Praise God) over and over. She was as happy as we were.
As I tried to figure it out, the "connie" must have fallen out, landing on my coat hood. I leaned in to give Irina a kiss on the cheek and the "connie" fell under the pallet.
We laughed hard when our good friend, Tatiana, presented our "Sweet Dreams" gift. This lady is so fun!! Her creations are hilarious! She searched all over to find "hair" like mine.
Bitter cold hit this week, reminding us where we are. Moscow is at it's sparkly best.
We love this place!!!