She's Off

At the end of February, we trekked down to Provo to drop my cute baby sister Elise off at the MTC. She's had her call to the Argentina, Cordoba mission for over 5 months and was so ready to get herself on her way. It was really hard for us all to say goodbye, especially since this was our first missionary, but she was so excited to embark on this new adventure. We'll have to find a way to live without her for a bit.

I remember so distinctly when she was born. I was 9 and the oldest in the family. This was back in the day before those newfangled ultrasound things, so as my mom headed to the hospital we didn't know what she was having. Already having 3 girls, we all were kind of hoping for a boy to join the clan. I remember my grandma coming into the room I shared with my sister Tierra late that night to give us the news. I remember exactly where I was laying on my top bunk with the pink handmade comforter on it. It was a girl. Oh how I wanted to be the brave older sister, but I remember sitting there crying silently because I was so sad!

I obviously got over it pretty quick, but I have often thought, especially recently, how grateful I am that she is who she is. I wouldn't trade her for any brother in the whole world!!!