It seems like this day came FAST, but SLOW... today is one of those days it feels like it got here way too fast.
Karter had forgotten to get his temple bag out of the red car before Reggie went to work, so we booked it up there to get it so he could pack it safely away. He didn't need to be at the MTC until 1:30, so he decided his last meal with us would be at the Brick Oven in Provo. He wasn't very hungry... just wanted to GET GOING. It was new missionary day at the Brick Oven as it seemed every other table had an elder sitting at it. Pretty exciting if you ask me.
After lunch, we just had a short time to hang out at the Provo Temple before it was time to say goodbye. Mitchell came to take some pictures and video for us. Reggie zipped up from work to have a quick lunch and say See Ya to his brother.
In a snap, it was time to drive across the street to the MTC and drop this feller off. Karter was pretty stoic until he hugged his dad, who started to cry... then he lost it. Then most of us lost it.
How can something so amazing be so incredibly hard? After hugs all around, he turned to grab his suit case and he was off without another backward glance.
When we got home, I was physically and emotionally spent. I changed into some comfy clothes and collapsed on my bed.
Later that evening, I had to go buy school supplies for the littles... I called Rod to see how he was doing and he said, "My heart is just heavy. I am so sad! I feel like I lost my buddy!"
He is off!
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