And So it Begins...

Well, the package has been delivered. Brian entered the Provo Missionary Training Center this last Wednesday.

First of all, thanks to all of you who helped make Brian's last weekend home so incredible. It was a wonderful and crazy weekend that reminded us of all the support we have enjoyed throughout all of our lives. Seeing and hearing from so many friends and family was truly overwhelming.

After a weekend filled with barbecues, parties, talks in church and packing for a mere two years, we flew down to Utah Tuesday evening. With over three months to prepare, of course we'd left way too much to the last minute, so there was plenty of scrambling, but we made it with only a few essentials forgotten (poor Brian had to enter the MTC without his BackStreet Boys tee-shirt. 'Hardly seems fair, does it? No worries, it's being fedexed down this week) Once in Provo, Brian was able to catch up with a few friends, all returned missionaries who were full of tips for surving and thriving in the MTC and having a great mission. As his temporary companion I was able to join in and hear the wisdom myself. The advice ranged from making your companion's bed, immersing yourself in the language, to choosing the bathroom as your service (apparently the MTC has great power washers for the bathroom that can be really entertaining). We also drove past so many places that were filled with memories of Brian's college experiences (does the MTC have to be in the same town he went to school???). This was a little painful, reminding Brian of so many things he'll miss over the next 24 months (or just four general conferences, as Brian would tell you).

The next morning we had a great breakfast with Brian's cousins, the McLaughlin's. It was the perfect way to spend what could have been a very stressful morning. We laughed and shared memories, and Derek had a few words of wisdom for Brian. Surprisingly enough, this counsel included making sure to choose bathrooms for service... again because of those crazy power washers. Derek also informed Brian to be proud of his "dork dot" (note the red dot on Brian's missionary tag. This dot lets everyone know that it is the wearers first day in the MTC and to take extra good care of them.) Derek said that there is power in the dork dot and suggested taking really good care of it, removing it carefully so that it can be put on again every Wednesday for that extra special treatment each week! Brian really picked up some gems for a successful MTC stint.

After one last phone call with Alicia (this one broke all of our hearts), we pulled into the MTC and Brian handed over his cell phone to his Dad. I was filled with awe when I saw the smile on Brian's face as we entered the grounds of the MTC. Knowing how difficult the last week or so had been saying farewells to everyone, especially that last goodbye, I was really inspired by Brian's commitment and great attitude.

We had heard so many conflicting experiences about the Missionary Training Center, we weren't sure what to expect. While it was definitely hard to say goodbye, we were grateful to get a glimpse of the MTC and feel the energy and wonderful spirit about the place. I was amazed when I saw the light in these young men and women's faces as they embarked on this great work and adventure. I expected to see a lot more fear and a lot less anticipation. They all looked excited and ready to go.

After some laughter and tears and hugs, we went out that door that we had heard so much about. We walked out and past one more opened door into the chapel where we had met. When we looked through we caught one last glimpse of Brian. He was hugging a young man who he'd known from college the year before who entered the MTC the same day. It was a great last moment to see he was in good hands and in good company.

"the last phone call" with Alicia

the standard shot every missionary must have

entering the doors of the MTC... with confidence?

Our last family photo for a while...

Thanks again to all who were here to support Brian last weekend and all who have supported our family throughout the years. While the house is quiet and empty, we are thrilled with this opportunity he has to serve the Lord. I also can find comfort that I'll be busy for at least the first few days... cleaning his room. I'm truly blessed :)