4 days and counting...but who's counting anyways?

Today started out wonderfully, we went to the temple with Garrett.  I love the feeling I feel when I go to the temple.  I think I am going to be finding myself there a lot more often the next two years.  The past couple of times that I have gone, with Garrett, I have thought to myself, "I wonder if I can live here for the next two years...or maybe work in the temple from morning to night." I find that I have peace there and comfort.

The day was not too bad...we put a door in the house.  A much needed door.  It was quite humorous locking the old door, we had to lock it with a bench and a bar stool propped against the stairs.  Garrett helped his dad and uncle install the door.  That's one thing I am going to miss about that kid, his helpfulness.  That is one thing that Florida is gaining, a very helpful kid; I hope he gets plenty of opportunities to serve the members and the non-members!

It really is amazing how one minute I am totally fine and the next, who knows what will set me off, I am a basket full of tears (if that's even possible).  Then the next minute I am fine.  Go figure.  I know it is because I am going to miss him, I just never thought I would feel it this much!

Am I alone when I say, "I see my child trying to distance themselves from the family as the day gets closer?" I know I can't be alone...at least I hope.  I see my son growing up, trying to be more independent, trying to fend for himself.  I don't know if it is because he knows that is what he is going to have to do or if he has been told to prepare for that as his mission approaches, but it is hard to see this transition.  You know it is a necessary change, but I still want to hold on to those precious childhood/teenage years.