We knew from the beginning of Jason’s mission that he was only going to be home for a short time between his mission and starting his next semester of college. We always knew it would go by in a flash, and it did. (Though not entirely the flash that we expected.)
Jason was scheduled to leave on Friday evening of the week I had my accident. (Which was on Tuesday.) While I was in the hospital I sent him out ice skating with the kids and another day he and Jenna went and picked blueberries and blackberries.
The last thing that I had planned for our family to do before Jason left was to go to the temple together to do baptisms. It was a good thing I had just planned on watching because that was all I was good for at that point. It was a terrific experience. I got to stand and watch Jason baptize each one of the kids, and then later watch Russ perform the confirmations. It was a tender moment for me.
After we were done at the temple we had planned to take the kids to Olive Garden (which is a significant splurge to us) but the kids rebelled and demanded Panera Bread. We had a great time there.
Then the next day Jason packed up his stuff, I put him on the Max, and he was Provo bound, ready to start the next chapter of his life.
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