|The fam (minus spouses and Stinky) at Jared's very wet graduation a year and a half ago|
And yesterday morning I had to say goodbye to my baby brother for two whole years. He and my dad stopped by our house on their way to Utah to drop Jared off at the MTC and as I gave him a hug goodbye I thought, "How do you even physically let go of someone when you're not going to see them for so. stinking. long?"
Over the past few months Stinky and Jared have become good friends. They'd spend hours "shooping" this little nerf dart gun of my brother's or playing with his remote control car. When I told Stinky about Jared's mission he said, "I go Mexico with Jared." And he's pretty annoyed at being left behind. It comes up a lot.
Jared has never been one to show overt affection so he'd always come over and poke at me or pretend he was really tired and just needed to rest his head on mine for a moment. And I'd smile because I knew he was really doing it because he loved me and wasn't sure how to just give me a hug.
Several friends have assured me that it's not nearly so bad when it's a brother as opposed to a boyfriend but I still get sad when I think about the things that he won't be around for in the next 2 years. Stinky will be almost FIVE when he gets back (gulp). Baby 2 will be the age Stinky is now. My sister and I will probably both have another baby by the time he gets back. And there will be moves and changes and who even knows what. Two years is a long time.
But I know it will be amazing and he will be amazing and he will love it.
See you in two, brother.