And then there were none...at least for now!

In March of 2008 my brother Ron left on a two year mission for our church to Peru. In January of 2009 my sister left on a 18 month mission to Arizona and in June of 2009 my brother Jon left on a two year mission to Texas. For just over 3 years, our family has had missionaries out in the world. That all changed yesterday when Jon came home! Hooray!

We are currently waiting for my youngest brother to receive his call (a letter from our Church assigning to him to a specific area where he will serve his 2 year mission). So soon enough we will once again have a missionary out. But I think for now, my mother will enjoy being able to communicate more than once a week with all her children!

Welcome home Jon-a-fat! We missed you!

Another good-bye....

I know. I know. Two posts in less then 24 hours. Calm down everyone! Don't get used to this! This is just a quick post anyway. My little brother, Jon (well, I guess he's not so little anymore!) just went to the Missionary Training Centre in Provo, Utah, where he will spend 3 weeks preparing for his mission to Houston, Texas. I am sad because I didn't get a chance to go up to Canada to visit him before he left. I won't be able to see or talk to him for 2 years. The last time I saw him was over a year ago. I guess that will have to do. We were able to spend a week together traveling across the country, and for a 19 year old boy, that is probably enough bonding time with his oldest sister to last him a lifetime!

I titled this "another good-bye" because this is the third missionary my mother has sent out since March 2008, when another brother left for a mission to Peru. My sister, Mandy, left in January for a mission to Arizona. And now this one. I don't know if my mother is going to stop crying!

Jon, I know you won't read this (you never read my blog), but good luck! I'll see you in 2 years!

At the Boston Harbour, April 2008