My kids will tell you my tears have come easily over the past two years. I get teared up whenever I see missionaries, go to the airport, read Hayden's emails, update this blog, go in his room or even think of him. I have to be careful. Early on, I had a meltdown in Wal-Mart as I read one of his first emails out of the MTC. No tear gas needed!
Here's Hayden getting teared up...
"Well.. I got teared up because my comp and I got drilled by tear gas when some students started doing a protest in the city. Haha so that was fun. I couldn´t stop crying for like 4 hours. Haha
Also teared up because I only have 3 weeks left. Where does the time go?
Also teared up, because we baptized Claudia and she´s a saint! I´ll send pictures next week!