The Damsel just dropped off her son at the MTC.
Do you know how they do it now? Instead of a little meeting and a movie for the families, you drive up to a numbered curb, you put your child out, and you drive away. The Damsel recognizes that the old-school method only prolonged the agony, but wow.
The Damsel is truly happy/grateful that her son is serving the Lord on a mission, but she has to say one thing. This church does an excellent job stressing the importance of family--getting us all attached to these little ones--they grow up, and then they want us to WHAT??? Give them to God for two years? TWO YEARS???? Two years without those brown eyes?
If you think about it, they really ask a lot of us Mormon moms.
These boys looked alarmed about the whole thing too.
At least the Damsel gets to hang on to the one on the right for a couple more years. But all too soon, they'll be back, demanding more sons. The writing's on the wall.
What's this "sacrifice" thing? It sounds yucky.
Honestly, the Damsel understands how this is all part of a grand design. She does. Really. But can she just say? This part of being a mom is HARD.
Margot is a mom of seven and pretty much crazy from it. Online she's known as the Damsel in Dis Dress and blogs at the Old School (www.mynewoldschool.com) and twitters at @the_damsel.