We're Not Supposed To Call It A "Farwell"......I Know....

What a week!

It has been full of "stuff"...accidents at the plant....broken pumps at the farms...

things that would only make sense to The Farmer...and those who live with him;) ....

actually most of the time they don't make sense to us...but we pretend like they do....;)

The week ended with Stake Conference, complete with a special visitor.

After meetings...and dinners...and more meetings...the event was done...and the week

was over.  The Farmer was able to rest a little...mentally and physically...which was a good thing!

Conference was great!  Many were in attendance...the messages were uplifting and full of

encouragement.  He mentioned the Missionary Boy...that he is doing well...is very, very, happy...and is having great luck dominating the language
 he is learing in the MTC...(that would be English...)
The Farmer gave a very nice talk, filled with personal experiences

and emotion.  I like it when he shares like that..it was sincere and genuine.

We enjoyed having our home filled with guests for a physical feast after conference

was over...it is always fun to make new friends and enjoy the company of old friends.

This week we celebrate a BIG holiday in Mexico...the 16th of September....

and have a couple of days off from school....YEA!!!  We have big plans...yes we do!!

This week...my goal is to catch up...on the events that surrounded The Missionary Boy as he

was preparing to leave on his mission.  It was like a whirlwind...so much happened in such a short

time...it was hard to capture..and digest too.  The Missionary Boy's "Farwell"...I know we aren't

supposed to call it that...but I don't have a better word....was on August 14.  His Uncles from

Mesa all arrived...as well as the Grandparents S.  The Uncles and Grandpa sang

Ye Elders of Isarel...and it was great!  It was a treat to have them here with us!  The Farmer

just happened to be assigned to our ward that particular Sunday...something that had been

scheduled since the first of the year....I called that a "Tender Mercy"....he gave a sweet talk,

the cousins all sang.."the cousin song"...which is Army of Heleman.  That was tear jerker for

sure!  They were crying and I was crying...I am pretty sure The Boy shed a few tears too!

The Boy then gave a talk he had prepared.  He did a good job.  He was stressed out about that

talk!  I guess because he has known about it for 18 years;)  His sigh of relief...when his talk was

done....was almost audible...he was pretty happy it was done;)  The above

picture is of The Boy and our current temple president...and dear friend...and The Farmer's cousin..

he has given great service in the church...and was at one time a mission president.  He offered

some advice and counsel to The Boy....The Boy sure does love him!

Many friends came to support The Boy...he is one of the last of his group to leave for his

mission...most of the group had already gone. 

A great group of friends...most of them he as known for his entire life.

Most of them have been together since grade school.

These cousins..(above)...are so sad that The Boy will be gone for two years...but they would also

not want it any other way!  These cousins LOVE each other so much!

Only 18 months apart in age...these two don't know life without the other...

at moments they haven't "liked" each other too much...but they have always

"loved" each other.  PreShie has shed many, many tears over The Boy leaving. 

After church...the whole family came to our home for a dinner in honor of The Boy...complete

with decorations from England;)  The Farmer says that I really enjoy a "theme" and

yes I do!!  We had Brisket...prepared by Uncle Dave...Baked Potatoes...Salad...Jello...

and desserts brought by each of The Boy's Aunts.  It was a yummy feast!!

It was the perfect "farwell" day...