TJ at the MTC

okay- I am finally composed enough to add the pictures of TJ at the MTC. It was a bittersweet day. Until then, I never really understood what bittersweet was - it was geat to see TJ so ready and on the brink of such an exciting adventure, but so sad to see that first chapter of our life together coming to a close. I still can't believe that 19 years have passed so quickly.....
We are told to take our last pictures and TJ is sent in one door and we can't go with him...we are all worried this is the good bye moment. Not yet - just the scary first real step. I am relieved he was kind enough to look back at us and at least seem a litle worried. Unlike the first day of Primary or kidnegarten when I was dismissed me without even a backward glance. TJ receiving instructions as he checks in one of the hardest things I have ever done....

I hoped it would be clearer... it is in French :o) we were wondering if he will get one in other languages if he travels to other islands.

Tom and I headed back to Salt Lake after we dropped TJ off. The program was very short: a song, a brief talk by the mission president and his wife and then the goodbye. We were told to think of a band aid - in other words fast and quick is better. TJ headed for the door marked missionaries - we through the "family " door and parking lot. It is easy to se that they are used to doing this - we were in and out of the MTC in 15 minutes. Tom and I decided to head back to Salt Lake so we wouldn't be tempted to break into the MTC to take him back :o) We went back to tour the Salt LAke on a non foggy day. The mountains in the distance reminds us of Colorado and our life there when TJ was a baby. A good day to reflect - we start to get sappy so we head back to temple square for some more organized cry sessions :o)


The full size replica of the Christus in the vistor's center in Salt Lake - it was phenomonal...

We had dinner at the Lyon House and head back to the hotel to catch our lonely flight back home...