After Gregg and I dropped Sadie off at the MTC last Wednesday, we drove to
Bryce Canyon national park to spend the night. I won't give you all the dramatic details, but I will say it was a rough night for me with not a lot of sleep. We had planned to hike the canyon the next day, but when we got up, Gregg took one look at me and said, "Are you sure you still want to hike?" Me, "Yes, pleeeease!" I really couldn't think of a better visual distraction at that time then the canyon waiting 100 feet from our cabin. It was so great to make my physical body work, and for just a couple of hours I felt like maybe I really could do this whole "missionary mom" thing. If you ever get a chance to visit Bryce, GO. It's incredibly beautiful and I think the hike is "family friendly" for kids as young seven or eight (depending on your kid!). I grabbed a few shots with Gregg's 35 mm. Can you believe I forgot my Cannon for such an epic time in our life? You'll still get the general idea. I think only the Grand Canyon can rival Bryce.
It was one week ago today that we dropped Sadie off. Missionaries have a day each week that's called P-day (preparation day). It's basically the day that they do laundry, email family and friends, and even get to dress more casually and do things like basketball or volleyball. We are hoping that Sadie's P-day is today and that will be getting our first email from her sometime this afternoon. I've managed the anxiety thing pretty well, until today. Now every time my phone chimes with a notification, my heart flips. I've already had several emails today, but not one from Sadie. Sooo...I will keep trying to wait. And in the meantime, I'm off for a bike ride, our sprint-tri is in twelve days.
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