Small Tender Moments

Kyle has now been out for a little over 3 weeks.  For the most part it hasn't been too bad, but I wouldn't be a mom if I didn't have my days where I miss him terribly.  What has amazed me is when I am having one of those days, I find myself experiencing a small tender moment that puts a smile on my face and helps me see the big picture.  Kyle left the MTC on the 23rd of July.  Someone had told us that we should have sent him a calling card because they usually get to call home when they get to the airport.  Unfortunately, I wasn't  told about this until Sunday and Kyle was leaving on Tuesday so sending one in the mail was not going to happen.  I thought to myself...no big deal he will call collect.  Ya right...he probably doesn't even know what a collect call is.  Anyway...I didn't get a call.  So Thursday, I was feeling a little down.  I wanted to know how he was, if he had made it to California, was he happy.  Basically I wanted to know as a Mom was he ok.  I was playing around in Facebook and something told me that I needed to update and look at Kyle's facebook account.  So I did.  There were a few friend requests that I accepted and there was also a message that Von Orgil (Kyle's Mission President) had accepted him as a friend.  I thought to myself...great I'm going to go check out his page.  So I did and in doing so, I came across a post with a picture.  The post said, "First set of 30 missionaries arriving in Irvine, California".  I clicked on the picture.  It was a picture of missionaries coming down the escalator at the airport and President Orgil and his wife were at the bottom of the escalator ready to greet them.  There in the middle of the escalator was my son with a huge smile on his face.  That was all I needed that day.  I knew my son had arrived in California safely and that he was happy.  Another week went by and again I was having one of those days.  This time was a little better.  I was just sitting on the couch wondering how he was doing...just thinking about him.  My telephone rang and it was Jay Zundel.  Jay called just to tell me an interesting story.  Earlier he had received a telephone call from a grade school friend that he hasn't spoken to in years.  His friend called because he had noticed that Jay had put a comment on a facebook picture that I had posted of Kyle, his mission president, and his wife.  Anyway...the friend asked Jay how he knew Elder Hess.  Jay told him that his son Kyle and Elder Hess were really good friends, that he had been Elder Hess' bishop for the last 5 years, and that he was also Elder Hess' baseball coach since he was 10 years old.  Jay then asked his friend how he knew Elder Hess.  His friend replied, "I don't know Elder Hess but I know his trainer/companion. His trainer/companion is my son".  What a small world!  Life is good and I love these little moments that put a smile on my face.

Presiden Orgil, his wife, and Elder Hess