This morning we sent Hallie off on a plane to the Provo Missionary Training Center.

We knew this date was coming and we’ve had it on our calendar for some time. And yet, it’s always been a distant farewell. Until it wasn’t distant anymore. I have so many thoughts swirling around my head about the last couple weeks and some of the special experiences we’ve shared together as she’s prepared to leave.

But my head is cloudy and my heart hurts to share much right now.

I will say last night after she went to bed, I went up to her room and crawled into her bed and we just cried together. There were tears followed by laughing and then a few more tears. (Steve even joined us for a bit) Change is so good but it is hard and scary. We’ve never sent a child off to live on their own and we’re all trying to process what family life looks like without her daily presence. So today was emotional.

She was tearful as she gave her final hugs and then she walked towards security and she never looked back. We kept waiting for her to turn and wave but kept her gaze forward (and secretly I was so proud of her for not looking back).

Godspeed Sister!