The family gathered at the Provo Temple around noon to take some final pictures and say our last goodbyes for 18 months. Tears were shinning on all our faces off and on as we hugged and then hugged again. Stephanie presented each of her siblings and parents with a letter especially to them to be opened and read in private. We then all walked around the back of the temple and shared one final family prayer together.
After that we couldn't stall anymore, we loaded into our 15 passenger van and headed toward the MTC, tears still going strong. As soon as we entered the MTC grounds though I started to feel something new, I don't know if I was alone in this feeling but there was now peace beside the sadness of saying goodbye.
We pulled up to our allotted spot and the Elders came forward to take her luggage. Stephanie gave everyone one last hug and then she turned and followed the Elders, ready to begin her journey as a full time missionary.
After the way that I have felt for most of the morning I thought I might spend the rest of the afternoon crying but that feeling of peace that I described before has lingered with me. It is the second time that I have felt this way after someone I love and am close to has entered the MTC. It is a feeling of overwhelming comfort and peace knowing that she is where she needs to be right now and she will be taken care of.
I love you Stephanie and God be with you til we meet again.
Maren