Hi, sweetie.
You've been in the MTC one whole hour. Once we got home, and after Josie was tucked in for nap, I wandered the house. There is much chaos and I want to simultaneously order it and preserve it as a shrine. I am a spirit in conflict. I went into your room where Parker was lying on the floor and he rose for a hug. I opened the closet and Parker pointed out your journal. I hope you don't mind that I read your one entry just because I was lonesome for you and your handwriting and words brought you closer.
Dad has moved on to the basement and took Aleah with him to pick up the door for the storage room. Aleah had set up her paper in the stairway headed down to the piano and I snapped a shot of her journal entry for you. Elise has been soothing herself at the piano. I think you'll miss her tinkling away her troubles. She has to go put up lights in the condos. Sister Kolz called to remind her and asked if you were already in the MTC. Elise held her composure until she was off the phone and then cried in my arms saying you may not feel homesick, but we surely will be Riley-sick.
I don't want to make you homesick, but I think you will like knowing that we each are dealing with the loss of your companionship.
You are such a joy to us all. I was looking at the black chairs in the living room and thinking you're not going to spontaneously get them downstairs for me. Blah.
I'm sorry I didn't get love notes stashed in your pockets like I'd planned. But everytime you see my PARISH inscription, know I love you. I think so highly of you. I am continually grateful for you and your goodness to me and your dad and the rest of our children. I hope you love your companion and I hope you can help your district learn Thai. I know you will. I can envision you quietly taking in the scene at the MTC and nodding your head and thinking behind your eyes, "Alright. I got this." Because you do.
I'll write again soon.
I love you,
Mom
You've been in the MTC one whole hour. Once we got home, and after Josie was tucked in for nap, I wandered the house. There is much chaos and I want to simultaneously order it and preserve it as a shrine. I am a spirit in conflict. I went into your room where Parker was lying on the floor and he rose for a hug. I opened the closet and Parker pointed out your journal. I hope you don't mind that I read your one entry just because I was lonesome for you and your handwriting and words brought you closer.
Dad has moved on to the basement and took Aleah with him to pick up the door for the storage room. Aleah had set up her paper in the stairway headed down to the piano and I snapped a shot of her journal entry for you. Elise has been soothing herself at the piano. I think you'll miss her tinkling away her troubles. She has to go put up lights in the condos. Sister Kolz called to remind her and asked if you were already in the MTC. Elise held her composure until she was off the phone and then cried in my arms saying you may not feel homesick, but we surely will be Riley-sick.
I don't want to make you homesick, but I think you will like knowing that we each are dealing with the loss of your companionship.
You are such a joy to us all. I was looking at the black chairs in the living room and thinking you're not going to spontaneously get them downstairs for me. Blah.
I'm sorry I didn't get love notes stashed in your pockets like I'd planned. But everytime you see my PARISH inscription, know I love you. I think so highly of you. I am continually grateful for you and your goodness to me and your dad and the rest of our children. I hope you love your companion and I hope you can help your district learn Thai. I know you will. I can envision you quietly taking in the scene at the MTC and nodding your head and thinking behind your eyes, "Alright. I got this." Because you do.
I'll write again soon.
I love you,
Mom
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