First Letter Home

I saw the mail carrier coming towards our house today...Yippee a letter from the son! The mailcarrier is a really neat woman that lives only a few houses down from us. She's the one who brought us "The Call". She is a nonmember. She doesn't fully understand the magnitude of her calling to about five families here in our neighborhood. I had girls here making banners for girls camp but I just had to slip away to the bedroom to read the letter. It was all good news but you could certainly tell he was homesick.
My oldest d and I went to Relief Society tonight for a Party in the Pantry get together. We exchanged recipes for dishes using our food storage. I love the ladies in our ward. We have such a fun time!Got to get working on the food storage. Always, Ralene

He's There!

Hey All! Our family let go of our son yesterday. As promised, the drop off is so much nicer than sitting there doing an orientation! We arrived in Provo an hour early and beat the rush to get our pictures taken by the MTC sign. I am still a little numb by the feelings I am experiencing. I wanted to jump into the suitcase so that I could also experience the mission with him. I guess it will have to be vicariously.

It is strange to think that all the years of teaching and planning have finally made a difference and now, here it the time for him to shine! He was so excited to get going. It was totally fun to see all of the other families that were there at the drop off zone. We were all feeling the same electricity in the air! As a side note, my four darlings thought that all of the drop-off helper elders were "gorgeous". The white shirt and tie is so handsome, but I am certain the spirit that they carry make the man! Happy Times! Ralene