This post is LONG but it
lays all the ground work for some very tender mercies that we have been blessed
with the last few months.
The decision
We have known for several
years that we wanted to serve a mission together as a senior couple. Len had
mandatory retirement in 2005 at age 60. We decided when he retired to wait
until 2007 to serve so that we would have military retirement and Social Security
to pay all of our expenses--those at home and on a mission.
We wanted to serve because
we were young enough not to have health problems and because our family life
was pretty even keel--no weddings and no babies on the calendar! 2007 was a
perfect time to go on a mission.
We met several couples who
had served more than one mission, some had even served 4 or more! I had never considered more than one, although,
in the past, we had known others who had served more than once. It seemed like
we would serve one mission and be done.
Since returning home, I
have thought about going again many times, but never felt it was time.
In Nov 2011 we had our
tithing settlement with Bishop Brown and he said our Stake Presidency was
asking for more Senior couples to consider serving a mission. He asked us to prayerfully consider serving a
second time.
Again, no weddings and no
babies on the calendar but the big question was--What do we do with our house?
One day in late December or early January the name of a couple in our ward came
to mind. They seemed pretty ideal for the JOB! We invited them over for dinner
and they were dumbfounded when we proposed the idea--they thought we were
inviting them over for an Amway pitch!!! So very funny. They thought about it
for a couple of weeks and decided they would take us up on the offer. Now, the
process began--
The application
We decided that the best
time to go would be July 2012 so that we could be done by July 2013 in time for
Malena's 8th birthday (Malena is our granddaughter who lives in Colorado
Springs, CO). Being at her baptism was very important to us. Once the bug was
put in our heads, Len started contacting the podiatrist about his feet and the
Norton's Neuroma that was still bugging him, even more than before the surgery
he had in 2009. The Dr. told him that they could do another surgery and see how
that worked. He had surgery in late January and the Dr. did find a lot of scar
tissue and more damaged nerves. She was much more aggressive this time in
removing the nerves and scar tissue. Although he was really sore for several
weeks, it was better overall than after the first surgery.
The mission application was
all done online using a password that we were given by the Bishop. The same application
is used for young 19 year old Elders, 21 year old Sister Missionaries and
Senior Missionaries. There are a few questions that are kind of strange for
senior couples to answer and there are a few questions that are not asked that
would be better for Senior missionaries. One question asks if you are able to
bike 6 miles and walk 3 miles a day. One question they need to ask is if you
can remember why you went from one room to another!
The Dr.'s exam is pretty
basic but then all kinds of things are brought up that lengthens the time it
takes, like colonoscopies and heart stress tests and waiting for the Dr. to get
all the test results and his forms sent to the Bishop.
Unlike young Elder and
Sister missionaries, Senior missionaries can request a certain area to serve.
They do not always get their choice, but it helps to request if there is a
special place they want to serve. Our first mission we did not request any
place but we decided we loved our mission so much that we wanted to return. We
put in a request to again serve in the Family and Church History Mission. We
were told there was a 90% chance they we would get our choice. We both were
totally fine with serving any place where we were called because we knew it was
where the Lord would need us. I did say many times that I had already
emotionally moved to Salt Lake City even though we did not know where we were
to serve!
Unlike younger
missionaries, senior missionaries can apply 6 months before they are ready to
serve. We have never been ready that far out--we usually decide about 6 months
before we want to leave that we want to go! We decided that our availability
date would be 1 July 2012. We set 1 May as our deadline for our applications to be
sent in to Salt Lake but we did not quite make that. We met with the Stake
President on 9 May and the Stake Clerk sent them in the next night.
The waiting began . . .
The wait
We had lots to keep us
occupied while we waited for the call to arrive. The week our papers were sent
in, Julie and Emily came to visit. Julie had a wedding to attend and Emily came
to spend time with Julie and Stephanie. Julie was also packing up all her
belongings that were still at our house and she was shipping them to St. Louis.
We had a fun time with the
three girls spending several days with us. As usual, it was way too short. The
only thing that would have made it better was to have the rest of the clan with
us.
Julie’s right knee had
been acting up and giving her problems for a few weeks. She was on crutches and
it was very hard for her to get around on her own. Len and I decided that we
would fly back to St. Louis and be there when the pod came with all of her
“stuff”. Flying stand-by can be a real challenge these days but all worked out
great. We spent a week in St. Louis and had a great time with Julie and we were
glad that we had gone to help. We were getting anxious because we knew our call
should be arriving in the mail in the next couple of weeks. I just wanted to
know where we were going!
We flew back to Tucson the
day after Memorial Day a little nervous about leaving Julie in such tenuous
circumstances—being single and on crutches made her totally dependent on others
for transportation ANYWHERE she went! We left with the understanding that we
would fly back any time she needed us, all she had to do was call. She had a
Dr. appointment that week. He ended up ordering an MRI with the results to be
discussed on Monday. She called on Monday with news she was having knee surgery
on Thurs.! It was decided that Len would go because I had an important Dr.
appointment on Thursday and my Mom was flying in on Saturday for an
appointment, the next week, with a specialist that she had been waiting six
months to see.
Monday evening, 4 June,
our daughter Stephanie called and dropped the surprise of the century. She is
pregnant!!!! Background=she will be 42 years old on 30 June, she has been
married for 7 ½ years and we had about decided that she and Darrell would not
have any children. Talk about an excited Grandma. Stephanie was doing so well
she didn’t even know she was pregnant. Darrell was in total shock!
Len came home late Friday,
8 June. We still had not gotten our call. Mom went home the next day and at
church on Sunday the Bishop checked and our call was in the mail. Sunday night
we talked to Julie and it was decided we would go back to St. Louis to help her
out a little longer. We wondered how we could go help her, get our house ready,
get things packed to take and report on our mission by 6 July. That shows how
much we were counting on going back to Salt Lake on our mission—new
missionaries in the mission begin the first Friday of each month.
We decided I would leave
on Tuesday and fly to St. Louis and that Len would drive on Wednesday and
Thursday. He would drive the first day to Colorado Springs and stay with our
daughter, Jennilyn and her family and then on to St. Louis on Thursday. I spent
all day Monday packing and preparing for 6 moves—what was staying in Tucson,
what I was taking to St. Louis, what Len needed to take in the car (all the
presents for Malena for the next year’s worth of holidays, things that Julie
had forgotten when she moved and the things I would need, I would take the bare
necessities with me on the plane), stuff to take on our mission without knowing
where we were going and stuff to take to my mom on the way to Utah (either to
SLC or the MTC). It was a VERY busy and stressful day. The waiting continues .
. .
The call
In advance, we had called
all the kids, my Mom, and a few other out-of-town people, to set up what would
happen when we got THE letter. Skype
phone calls for some, our land line phone and a couple of cell phones for the
others--all on one big conference call. When Len went to the mailbox on Monday
afternoon 11 June, THE letter was
there! Now, all we had to do was put the plan into action. In the meantime, Jennilyn had left on a
business trip to Huntsville, Alabama and would be just landing at the
designated time for the conference call. Quick text, email and phone calls to
move the time back.
That evening at 7:30 pm, our
home office looked like a command center when it was time for “THE conference
call”. Len opened the envelope as we all
waited to see where we would go. It seemed we were more nervous about when we
would report than where we would report.
We were called to serve in
The Family and Church History Headquarters Mission in Salt Lake City!!!! The
best part of the entire letter was the report date—3 August 2012—one month
later than we had anticipated. Perfect!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We could go help
Julie and have time to come back and prepare to leave. We were extremely
humbled that Heavenly Father knew what we would need and that even though
Julie’s knee surgery and problems developed AFTER the paperwork had been sent
to Salt Lake, He took care of those needs!! What tender mercies He extends to
us.
I flew to St. Louis the
next day and Len drove to meet me, two days later. We were able to spend a
little over two weeks with Julie. It was really hard when the time came to
leave her but things were a little easier with her best friend Trena and good
friend Paula there to take over.
We drove to Colorado
Springs and spent several days with Jennilyn and her family. It was especially
sweet to spend time with our beautiful granddaughter.
We finally got home on 5
July and knew we had a little less than one month to get it all together.
The preparation began. . .
The preparation
The last time we left it
was much different. Our daughter Julie was staying in our house and we had
rented a totally furnished apartment. We basically just packed up a few personal
items, bedding, towels, one computer, our genealogy stuff and clothes.
This time we had to pack
the things to furnish an apartment (not the big furniture), our personal items,
genealogy stuff, 2 desktop computers (we also have laptops), and our clothes.
Last time our car was not enough room coming home, so we knew it would not be
enough room going. We decided to drive both our little truck and car.
We also needed to get the
house ready for the sweet people who are going to be staying there for a year.
It is amazing all the things we do on a daily basis that is hard to explain to
someone else. We are so very thankful to Kathi and Dennis for being such
wonderful caretakers!!!! It has been such a blessing to be able to pick up and
leave and not worry, a bit about our house.
Just about there. . .
And we’re off
We decided to leave on 31
July and drive the first day to St. George, UT to stay with my Mom. It is 10
hours to St. George, for those of us that drive the speed limit. We didn’t have
to be in SLC until Thurs., 2 Aug when we
had to pick up our keys and sign the lease for our missionary apartment.
There was just one kind of
scary thing-- the fact that I fall asleep so very easily in the car. It has
been said that I have been asleep before the car was out of the driveway (as
the passenger). If I am busy talking, I don’t have a problem staying awake, so
I tried unsuccessfully to find someone to ride with me. I had no problem staying awake and my secret
was--singing along to a 1990s Backstreet Boys CD and chewing gum HARD and FAST
for 10 hours. I did not realize how hard I had been chewing until we stopped
and my jaw ached so badly I could hardly eat that night but it was better by
the next day!
Just 5 hours away. . .
The Arrival
Thankfully, the trip from
St. George to SLC was uneventful and again I had no problem staying awake,
singing and chewing gum!
Good friends, Al &
Judy Roberts, who live in West Jordan, a suburb of SLC, came to the apartment.
They guys unloaded the vehicles and the girls chatted, made up the bed and put
a few things away. Trena, our “5th daughter” and her husband, Morgan
Quick were in town from Cortez, Colorado and stopped by to say hi and see our
new living quarters. We chatted for awhile and got caught up and then all 6 of
us went to Sizzler for dinner.
Great way to be welcomed
back to Salt Lake. It's a good thing we had a few days to get settled before Monday and training began.