Well, they're gone.
We spent the whole day packing up and now my parents are headed to their mission to
The Middle Of Nowhere, Wyoming.
(aka The Sixth Crossing Pioneer Mission)
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I won't see them for 6 months, (maybe longer if we end up moving somewhere far away while their gone.)
I thought it wouldn't be that bad. After all, it's only six months and I'm grown and moved out of the house anyways, right?
But when the time came to say good bye, the fact hit me that I'm not going to be able to drive home in an emergency and get help from my mom. And my dad's not going to surprise me with a car wash or a tune-up when I come over.
Golly, it sure sounds silly, and maybe I'm about to start my period or I just really miss Marcus, but goodness gracious, just writing this i have tears streaming down my face.
My parents have their quirks, and sometimes they drive slightly crazy, but they're mine and i love them.
And gosh dang it, turns out i'm really going to miss them or something.
But I'm sure they'll be awesome missionaries and I wish them the best!