Ronnie slept in as long as he could this morning. He didn't have an appetite for brekky--hadn't really had one for about a week. Brett & Ally were to meet us over at the Brick Oven in Provo. Zac, Danielle, Ronnie & I drove out after we checked over the paperwork one more time. On our way I phoned Nana to get the last two names we needed for the Family History chart that was to accompany Ronnie at check-in time. They were Nana's maternal grandparents who were born around the late 1800's. Ronnie got calls from Aunts Noelle & Gina, Uncle Cookie and Alex Lowder. So many of good wishes, I will miss you's and keep in touch messages. As his mother I'm so grateful that he has been surrounded with so much love.
We arrived at the MTC 'picture taking field' and Hayley Hernandez joined us. It wasn't until he stood alone in the field with the temple and mountain in the background that I felt the overwhelming emotion that I'd seen in everyone else. My child was going to be gone for two years! It finally hit me.Tearful tight, long hug--! Danielle said, "one more of picture of....." and Ronnie responded emphatically with a stomp of his left foot; No! I'm ready! Let's go!
We got in the car and off we drove ----- crossed the street and were surrounded with the same embraces we'd just experienced. Mothers' tearful goodbyes. Father's tight hugs. We entered the driveway where we were signaled in to park with Disneyland style light sabers. One by one each vehicle filed in to their designated stop. And just like the airports with recent security scrutiny---get out fast, say goodbye quick and off you go. Each car would pull up. Dad would get out, open the hatch, Elder son and father would pull out the luggage, while mom wearing sunglasses and wiping tears away would walk to her son. We weren't any different. One last embrace, Ronnie grabbed his luggage...."Ronnie one last wave." Got a picture and off he went!
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