I had the wonderful assignment to cover the dedication of the new San Juan Puerto Rico Temple on Sunday, January 15. What an incredible blessing for La Isla del Encanto!
I traveled there on Thursday with our photographer and my boss so she could train me on temple dedication coverage. JB found a cheap flight and met us there. He was quite patient with the long days of working, then we both stayed afterward for a couple days to soak up the Caribbean sun before coming back to snowy Utah.
On Friday, I had arranged to get interviews about some of the humanitarian work the Church has supported, funded or carried out on the island after the major hurricanes and earthquakes of the past few years.
We met Gustavo from Project Hope and he led us into the mountains an hour and 15 minutes to Aibonito, where we went to a senior center and met the wonderful Gloria, then to the city offices, then to the home of a wonderful lady named Margarita, and from there to meet the manager of the Church's welfare and self-reliance department on the island.
Gloria is 92 and just started learning the guitar at the senior center. (JB is so nice to catch pictures of me! I did put video of her playing on my Instagram account).
This is a street in Aibonito. They change the flags every so often.
Meeting Margarita.
Sarah, Ivalisse from the city, me, and Kristin the photographer
We met Edgardo at the Aibonito chapel. What a beautiful building.
After the interviews, Gustavo and Edgardo recommended Catinflas restaurant in Aibonito and eating on the deck. This is the view.
Couldn't resist clocking out for some shenanigans.
That night, Sarah, Kirstin and I drove to the Bayamon chapel, where a woman had told me they were having a get-together of pioneer members in Puerto Rico. This was a lovely meeting, full of joy and tears and memories and hugs. By the way, I thought I was getting much better at my Spanish, but Puerto Ricans speak so fast!
Saturday was a long day but a beautiful day at the temple and on the grounds, where we did a lot of the prep work and main interviews for the dedication story.
JB took this photo as I chatted with Church security while the official portrait was taken of the Church leaders by our photographer in front of the temple.. He's the same man who helped me so much
in Haiti in 2019.
We took this photo together near the end of the day, when the bright blue sky was starting to fade into a beautiful golden hour.
Eating at El Platanel that night. Service was super slow but the food was super good.
A famous dish in Puerto Rico is mofongo - mashed plantains. There's a bit of it on this plate.
Sunday was wonderful. Very busy, another 12-hour day in a row, but wonderful. I did more interviews with members and youth and I attended the noon dedicatory session. This is a photo I took.
I found this photo on the Caribbean Area Church facebook page. Zoom in over the shoulder of the girl in blue, and I am in the background. I was always trying to jump out of sight of the photographer but missed this one!
Elder Christofferson spoke in fluent, beautiful Spanish any chance he got. It was amazing. The people heard the dedicatory prayer in their own language. At the end of the third dedicatory session, it started to rain. But someone told me they saw it as a blessing on the day. I loved that idea.
I felt so grateful for the Lord's help as I worked to share the messages and feelings of the day in the article. I know He helped me meet my deadlines. I was also quite grateful for Sarah's help! She has done so many temple dedications — often all by herself — all around the world, and her confidence and skills are unmatched.
On Monday, we all went to tour El Morro (the fort) before Sarah and Kristin's flight back to SLC.
We also walked a little around old town.
We ate at El Metropol restaurant and had these chichirrones and yucca and yellow rice and it was very good.
Tuesday, we went to Escambron Beach. JB took a picture of me face-timing the kids before they left for school.
What a beautiful day. I just wanted to soak in the skies and sun into my bones.
Wednesday was a long day of travel back home. But waiting at the airport was fun, because this little girl came right over and became my new friend. She and I played with her toys and chatted away in Spanish and English.
JB's flight landed first and then he came back to pick me up. I was so anxious to see the kids again.
I was incredibly proud of these kids. They did dishes, they fed themselves, they did their homework, they got themselves off to school. Max and Ben stepped up big time and I think it was a great learning experience for them. But they were really ready to take a break!
My friend Heather took this picture on Sunday for me of James helping Millie with the hymn while the three older boys were helping with the sacrament.
Almost every day, I work flexible hours at home (in PJs if I want) and send the kids off with a kiss and hug before school and welcome them when they come back. But when I was considering taking the job at Church News, I was nervous about leaving my children for occasional travel. My colleague who had traveled with the Church leaders himself told me, "Your stories will become their stories." The increased faith and testimony of the restored gospel that I am receiving from these experiences I am sharing with my family.