Farewell Elder

Today. A tad different from normal days. Last October my brother Stephen was called to serve a mission for the LDS church in Puebla, Mexico. The call was opened early October and he finally entered the Missionary Training Center today. It wasn't easy and I doubt it will get easier but the whole experience was appreciated and spiritual. The last few days went something like this: Farewell on Sunday, last family dinner Tuesday night, getting set apart, temple early this morning, lunch as a family, and dropping him at the curb with one last goodbye. Lots of tears, emotions, whatnots. But I'm so extremely proud of him and his decision to serve. He will be excellent and hardworking. His special talents will serve him well these next two years. I'll miss my brother but as my great friend Nattles loves to say, "It's not goodbye, it's see you later." Best of luck Steve-Guy-French-Fry.

Jake and Jack enjoying our Mexican decor.

Last family meal at California Pizza. The guac and chips appetizer? Meager.

"We are fa-mi-ly. I got all my sisters and me."

Bittersweet. Is there a better word?

Final snapshot before heading in.