Leaving Home

November 10, 2009

We didn't expect it would be so hard to leave for our mission.  We didn't want anyone to come to the airport with us it would be toooooo hard.  We got together as a family on Sunday evening at our son Steve's house and it was fun, but hard to say goodbye!  We packed each suitcase about four times and kept weighing them until we thought they weighed 50 lbs. each.  There were four big suitcases and two golf bags (I call them body-bags, because they are so big).  Stevie took us to the airport, but when we got there our bags were all over weight.  We spent a lot of time rearranging everything, so that only one was overweight.  We only had to pay $250.00 each for our luggage (they really penalize you for the 3rd bag.)  I had to put other things in our carry-on case, so I put our large Digital Photo Frame in my pillowcase with my pillow, yes I brought my pillow.

Then when we went to check in at security, I couldn't find my Driver's license.  Steve went back to where we checked in but they couldn't find it.  About this time I started to cry, we hadn't brought our Passports, so I figured I would not be able to get on the plane.  Maybe the Missionary badges helped, because a nice man in Security let me through with my "Costco Picture ID" (I should write them and tell them how much their card helped me, but then the Security guy would probably get fired.)

 We arrived at the gate as they were boarding, so we couldn't go to the restrooms or buy anything to eat for the plane flight.  I had only gotten 2 to 3 hours sleep the last two nights and I was tired and nervous, so when I sat down in my seat, I wasn't sure I really wanted to go on this mission, if everything was going to be so hard.  Luckily the plane has "restrooms" and we could BUY Lunch.