Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Carter's Mission: Day One

Day one started when our alarms went off at 4:05am. Carter's flight departed from the St. George Airport and 6:35am and we wanted to leave by 5:00am. Carter was all packed, so he was able to get ready and spend a few minutes with the kids before he left. He didn't feel like eating breakfast. Spencer, Bryce, and April opted to stay home since they were tired and we weren't sure how they would do at the airport.

Carter gave them all a hug that just didn't last long enough.


Tyler drove his own car and took Carter with him. Chelsea and I drove the van. We made it to the airport with plenty of time. Carter was the first of several missionaries checking in, and the airport staff seemed plenty familiar with the theatrics of departing missionaries and their annoying mothers. No matter where Carter went, I followed him with the camera.


Look! Carter checking his luggage.


Look! Carter standing in line.


Wow! Carter sitting on a couch.


It really was embarrassing. For everyone else. I was happily clueless. I just wanted as many pictures of my boy as I could get.


Isn't he handsome?!

After he checked in, we had about a half hour of waiting.
We were happy to have as much time together as possible but the waiting was hard.

We would have happily waited hours longer. 

We talked to a few of the other missionaries. 
One is headed to Chile and will be in the same mission as Carter's cousin Steven.

Then, it was time to say goodbye. 
At 6:00am Carter walked through the security gate, and that's the last time we talked to him.

We watched him through the observation window. He sat by the other missionaries but they weren't really visiting. They all seemed friendly but somewhat unsure.

This is the last picture I have of him.

We walked upstairs to the observation deck, but there was nothing to see, so we went back downstairs. By the time we got there he had boarded and we didn't see him again.

The drive home was brutal. Chelsea and I just sobbed as we drove to the High School. She had cheer practice and then Drivers Ed all day, so she had to be there by 7:00am. I was surprised how hard it was driving into the school parking lot.


Later that morning, we received a tender mercy when we got this text and picture from a stranger at the Salt Lake Airport.

I was very comforted to know he was safe (not that I was worried about that). But more importantly, he was smiling. That made my heart soar. And what a thoughtful text from the parent of another missionary!


So, that's Carter's Mission, Day one.

We did receive a text from him tonight that he has arrived and is feeling well. He got to fly first class from Salt Lake to Mexico! There were 35 missionaries on his flight and three of them were bumped to first class. He was pretty excited about that. His P-day will usually be Wednesday, except for tomorrow. He doesn't have his companion yet.

But he's in the MTC and he's in the Lord's hands.

That's the best I could ask for.

1 comment:

  1. What a good lookin' missionary! This post made me cry and be happy all at the same time. He is in the Lord's hands. Bless him on this next great adventure.

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