Wednesday morning, 12-12-12, at about 8 a.m. we (the 8 of us) headed for Provo. We stopped at Kneaders and had some yummy all-you-can-eat french toast and pancakes for one last meal together. Isaac and Jim, Paula, Emma, and Luke met us there to say some more goodbyes.
Next came the drop-off. It was sad, I was holding back the tears, not 100% successful, causing a lump or two in my throat. His siblings shed some tears, and even Will's eyes were wet. Goodbyes stink! Really though it was good, I wouldn't want him anywhere else, he is ready and anxious, and I am so, so happy for him to begin this adventure, and to go preach The Gospel. I know he will be the best missionary and the people he will meet and teach are lucky to get him.
And he's off!