MTC DROP OFF--July 11, 2018

     It was with great sadness/excitement that we dropped Josh off at the MTC last Wednesday. His check-in time was 1:15 so we were able to spend a great morning with him at the Manti Temple and out to lunch. He was oozing with that missionary glow that everyone talks about. Even the waiter noticed and asked if he was heading to the MTC--upon his affirmative answer, they gave him a free lunch!





There is nothing to compare with the surge of emotions upon dropping off your missionary. It is such a strong mixture of happiness and grief! Nothing compares, and yet it feels familiar--is this what it felt like in the pre-mortal existence as we watched our loved ones depart to mortality.

That evening we received a short (very short) email from him telling us that his P-days would be Saturday. Friday came and we all wrote our emails to him, excited for his Saturday reply. Saturday morning we eagerly checked our trusty gmail...NOTHING. Reasoning that it was his first P-day and that he probably had other things to juggle, surely he would write later in the day. By Saturday night, we hung our heads and accepted that we were not his priority for his first P-day. Three days later, imagine our delight when we all received emails from him...he had misunderstood his P-day date. It is Tuesday, not Saturday! JOY!