The last month has been a whirlwind of activity where Miguel is concerned. He would like to serve a religious mission for the
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. In order to apply, there are interviews to be had, doctors appointments, dentists appointments, insurance companies to call and a plethora of paperwork to fill out online.
There are many that say LDS people lead a sheltered life or life in a
"bubble". I'm here to say that this is simply not true. I myself, try to look at life with humor and a cheery attitude. I've said many times when something has gone wrong, "It could have been worse". Does that make us sheltered? I say, no, it makes me more positive. I tell you this because one of the hardest things an LDS Mama can do is send her child off on a mission. It is up to the discretion of the church where he will serve. Montana? Florida? Africa? Brazil? Mexico? Japan? The destinations are only bound, of course, by PLANET EARTH. While a missionary is gone, he can e-mail home once a week and is allowed two phone calls home per year: Mother's Day and Christmas. This is not a punishment, but to help keep them on track and to help alleviate homesickness. I remember being off at college, when I was homesick and called home, it actually only made it worse...
So the other day Miguel and I finished up his paperwork online, and he quickly ran upstairs to play Xbox or some other thing against his brother in Albuquerque. As I sat there staring at the computer screen, I began to panic, to sweat, to shake. It was up to me to click the button on the computer which would send his final application off for his religious mission. In that moment, I remembered a little boy...and now a man...
I sent one son off last year,
Military Man, that was hard enough letting one son go. But, now it is time to send number two son off, and I AM NOT READY! I said a silent prayer, closed my eyes and clicked submit.
If you'd like to learn more about an LDS Mission,
I wrote a post
here some time ago or you can go
here.