Mar 21, 2013
And Just Like That...
It took us until about 3:30 last night to finally separate and make our way to our bedrooms. Teach was OK to sleep in her room without me because Princess was there with her. After she was set apart as a missionary she had to have an adult with her constantly. Someone asked about that and I'm not sure why, but I do know that much of a mission is learning to be obedient.
We got up this morning before 7:00 because that is when Princess leaves for school. My sweetie made a family favorite, Belgian Waffles with fresh strawberries and whipped cream. So after each person ate this amazing goodbye breakfast, he or she said farewell to Teach and headed off to school.
This kept most of us in tears for hours. Gamer brought over Taco and they got in line for hugs and waffles too. Then Bossy came later with Burrito. Her last three at the house were Curly, Dog Walker and Gym Rat. I don't think Curly understood why she was crying as he called goodbye over his shoulder and skipped out the door for preschool. The blessed ignorance of youth. Wish I had a little of that...
At 11:30 my sweetie, Teach, Baby Doll, and I climbed into the mini-van where the Dog Walker had already stowed all her luggage and we got on the freeway. The Mission Training Center is in Provo, about 45 minutes from our home. Teach will spend 13 days there before she will drive back through the Salt Lake Valley on her way to the airport to catch a flight to Ft. Worth, Texas.
Teach and Baby Doll sat in the back seat holding hands and snacking on the box lunch my sweetie made for them. They have gotten so close this past year! Other than me, Baby Doll will probably miss her the most. We drove to the parking lot of the Provo LDS Temple which is just across the road from the MTC. My sweetie snapped a few pics and we spent several minutes locked in each others' arms.
Then we made the way-too-short drive to the MTC. I was still a mess, but Teach had put on her happy/brave face and she was all smiles for the cute Elder who helped her with her bags. I asked him to please take care of her and he promised to for the rest of his life. So that got her off to a pretty good start.
My sweetie and I drove slowly away, past the long row of about 100 Elders waiting to carry bags and check in all the new missionaries. Teach disappeared inside a building, beginning this wonderful new chapter of her life. I will let you know when we get our first email from her. Somebody told me that could be as early as Saturday! I can hardly wait.