I'm not an the emotional type. I did get teary-eyed as we hopped out of the car to quickly give him our hugs and goodbyes. That last scene of him walking in his gray suit with luggage in tow following his escort through the doors to the stairs will always be etched in my heart.
He's been nervous and apprehensive about this day for about a week when the reality of it finally hit him.
Is he going to be a good missionary? I hope so.
We all took the day off and met Kiersten and Jason for breakfast this morning in smoky Orem, and then captured some last minute photos before all piling in the van to turn Erik over to mighty fortress of the MTC.
The ride home was rather subdued as we each contemplated life without Erik for two years.
Who's going to teach Alex how to comb his hair?
But I got that first email shortly after getting home. I was overjoyed that they allowed him to email home so quickly. We can expect more on Tuesdays which is his P-Day.
Anxiously waiting . . .
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