We made sure to ask what was going to happen when he got there. They had to make a stop in Detroit first and have a two hour layover and then to Rochester where the Mission President and his wife were to pick them up. He said that he wasn't nervous. He was ready to get there. The MTC was fun and he loved it, but he said that 11 days was enough. He ate a lot and felt that he had gained weight. He wished that he could have weighed himself but didn't have a scale.
We loved talking to him. He already sounded like a missionary as he talked about his district, zone, branch presidents, etc. He is so great and will do great. We caught up on his time there for maybe a half an hour and then he said he needed to go. At that moment, it was like t the MTC again. I didn't want to say good-bye. I was scared to say the words and hang up the phone. More, "I love you's" and more tears (from me). I know he is in good hands and I was anxious to know that he was going to make it to New York and find his routine.
Me- "I love you Addison."
Addison- "Love you!"
Me- "Bye" ( sadly and with tears)