Mother's Day phone call was bitter sweet. It was good to hear from him, don't get me wrong but on the same note it made me miss him even more.
It was so good to talk to him, to hear his voice and to know that he is loving what he is doing. He loves the people in Grants Pass. He said that he has learned so much and grown up a lot. He told me that he even makes his bed everyday (that is the only thing that we fought about when he was home and just so you know he has been gone for 2 months and I still can't make his bed.)
With as much time as we got to talk to him each of us got to have some one on one time with him and then we put him on speaker phone and finished up the time.
It was the best Mother's Day gift I could ask for.
|The View from Elder Shelley's Apartment|