On Wednesday, July 17th, we drove to Provo, Utah, to drop our third-born child at the Missionary Training Center, where he will spend nine weeks preparing to teach the gospel of Jesus Christ in the Naga Philippines Mission.
It was not particularly easy for me to leave my dear Danny there, knowing I won't see him for two years. But I'm glad he's made the decision to serve, and I've been okay, so far.
One week later, on July 24th, we celebrated the Utah state holiday Pioneer Day by visiting my grandmother. And when we got home that evening, my daughter Hannah opened her mission call.
We were very surprised. We had each made a guess or two about where Hannah might be called to serve, but no one thought she might go to the Philippines like her brother. She'll be in the Cauayan mission (would you like to buy a consonant?), and Danny will be in the Naga mission. They will both be speaking Tagalog and, because Hannah leaves in December, will be coming home at about the same time.
My head is still spinning. But I feel very blessed, and greatly honored to be the mother of these amazing children.
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Both going to the Phillipines?! Wow!! Same mission?
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