Missing My Boy
Today is Matt's 21st birthday, and I'm a-missin' him somethin' fierce tonight. Wow! Don't get me wrong. I love missions, and I especially love what they do for my kids. Rachel came back from Georgia a much-improved version of herself, and I suspect/hope that Matt is doing the same kind of maturing down in Honduras. But I miss my kids on their birthdays. A lot.
When the sign-up sheet to feed the missionaries came around on Sunday, I noticed that tonight was open, and making dinner for the elders seemed like the perfect thing to do on Matt's birthday. I had thought to myself that I would just pretend that the missionaries were Matt and his companion. That would ease my loneliness and make me feel closer to Elder Young in some weird way. Well, it didn't turn out quite like I had planned. Transfers happened this week, and the "elders" turned out to be sisters. It wasn't quite what I had envisioned; it was better. These sister missionaries were awesome, and I loved having them in our home.
I even made a birthday cake for Matt (carrot cake with cream cheese frosting, which was his favorite when he left), and the sisters humored me by letting me light candles and the whole nine yards. They joined us in singing "Happy Birthday" to Elder Young, and it was really quite cheesy but fun. I let them blow out the candles, and they wished for more successful missionary work in the Cloverdale Ward. I wished that Matt was having a happy birthday in Honduras.
And, Elder Young, when you read this upon your return, please know your mama was missing you just a little extra on your birthday. Stay safe, and return with honor! I love you to Honduras and back!!
Today is Matt's 21st birthday, and I'm a-missin' him somethin' fierce tonight. Wow! Don't get me wrong. I love missions, and I especially love what they do for my kids. Rachel came back from Georgia a much-improved version of herself, and I suspect/hope that Matt is doing the same kind of maturing down in Honduras. But I miss my kids on their birthdays. A lot.
When the sign-up sheet to feed the missionaries came around on Sunday, I noticed that tonight was open, and making dinner for the elders seemed like the perfect thing to do on Matt's birthday. I had thought to myself that I would just pretend that the missionaries were Matt and his companion. That would ease my loneliness and make me feel closer to Elder Young in some weird way. Well, it didn't turn out quite like I had planned. Transfers happened this week, and the "elders" turned out to be sisters. It wasn't quite what I had envisioned; it was better. These sister missionaries were awesome, and I loved having them in our home.
I even made a birthday cake for Matt (carrot cake with cream cheese frosting, which was his favorite when he left), and the sisters humored me by letting me light candles and the whole nine yards. They joined us in singing "Happy Birthday" to Elder Young, and it was really quite cheesy but fun. I let them blow out the candles, and they wished for more successful missionary work in the Cloverdale Ward. I wished that Matt was having a happy birthday in Honduras.
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| Thanks, Sister Del Nero and Sister Willard (her SECOND day in the field. We were her very first dinner appointment. Very fun!) |
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| Elder Young and Elder Permann: companions in the MTC, companions in Honduras. Didn't see that coming. . . |
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