Waiting...

Okay okay! I'll admit it! I have been waiting, and not very patiently, for another email from Will. I have probably sent him an email nearly every day, and yesterday I checked my email several times every hour just in case he sent one to me. Still nothing! I was hoping to catch him on the internet and email back and forth like texting.

Suit in a box!

On Friday I mailed Elder Young's suit, stuffed in a shoe box, and filled the remaining weight allowed with Mentos, Hi-Chews, and tooth flossers. Also, I mailed his new driving license, pictures from the kids and his banking info. I realized afterward that I should have sent his sucker (he meant to take it on the plane) and belt along in this package. It's too late now! I will be making another package soon enough.

We have all been doing fine, emotionally so far, with the exception of me checking for emails every five minutes. On our first night home, after Will left, Matt came to bed and we talked for a minute about our day and Will being gone. After a few minutes I asked him if he locked the door, and he hadn't. Then we realized that we would now have to lock the door, as Will would not be walking in late after hanging out at Mike's house. We are going to miss him visiting with us about his day before going off to bed each night.

On Sunday I got a bit teary when everyone asked how I was doing! I was sure I was fine, but I guess emotions like to keep you on your toes! I also looked out the nursery window and wondered if he would come grab the baby soon and walk the kids home. It's the little things you think all day that get you!

So, I am planning to send a package every few weeks, for about $20 with Canada Post. It will take 6 weeks to arrive, minimum. Hopefully this will be a cheap way to send things off, on a regular basis.

So, I'm done this post and back to waiting...

On the plus side, I have cleaned up the hundreds of emails in my inbox while I was checking for Will's emails! I have also finally figured out how to download my pictures from my phone to the Apple. See! The blessings of having a missionary are already mine! Seriously, there were well over 200 emails and 2000 pics waiting for me! It's an illness, don't judge!