Right about now, if everything went okay, my second son is boarding a plane in Dallas bound for Chile. I’m not sure which city he’s flying into-Santiago or Valparaiso, but no matter. He’s in the Lord’s hands and he’ll be fine. I’m so excited for his adventure to really begin. He’s spent the last 8 weeks in training in Utah, and now he goes to his assigned country. His letters have been detailed, tender and full of faith. The letters are my favorite part of the mission. I treasure each and every one from my first son’s mission experience, and look forward to the same marvelous anticipation each week with this go-round.
He has reported having a really good experience so far, challenges notwithstanding. He’s a deep soul, very sensitive, and will work hard to make the most of this opportunity for service and learning. Keep him in your thoughts and prayers for me. He’s going a long way away and he’ll need the safety that comes from being encircled in love from earth as well as heaven.
My Red Door Days 