Wednesdays

Today is Wednesday... well, for the next 22 minutes or so, but it is still Wednesday nonetheless.  It's the first Wednesday of May, and I have until the last Wednesday of May until I have to say goodbye to my daughter for 18 months.  She is going to Utica, New York to be a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints; and while I couldn't be more proud, or wish for her to be any where else on the planet, I am, how you call it, freaking out little bit! (That sounds much better if you read it with a Russian accent).

She's excited, I'm excited, we're all excited...really, truly, deeply.  It's a blessing to have a child be worthy, willing and able to go.  She will be an excellent missionary, of that I am sure.  She loves her Savior, and she loves helping others.  That, my friends, is a winning combination.  She knows how to work hard and she doesn't quit.  She's tough...tougher than me...

I find myself crying in my closet, in my shower, in the car, in the store... pretty much anywhere and at any time.  It doesn't take much to set me off either.  A song, someone saying goodbye to someone else, a picture of her as a little girl...you probably get the idea.  It seems the more I try to hold it in, the more it just leaks out and gets all over everything.  I am hoping that these little mini-meltdowns will help me avoid a major meltdown when that last Wednesday comes.

So, what are we doing? We've made a list...several lists. Movies to see, dvd's to watch, restaurants to frequent and favorite meals to fix.  We've been on a pretty steady diet of good food and late night frivolity since she got home last week! I have to say, I'm a little tired and worn down, but it's worth it! We still have bags to pack and things to buy, and we'll get it done...if we can get some sleep.  These moments of laughing and talking into the wee hours of the morning are to good to pass up, and I'm not going to.