It Was One of Those Days

There are a few days in a lifetime that stand out above all other days. Like when you hold your newborn child for the very first time, or when you serve as escort for your daughter's first Temple experience, or when your son comes off the plane after serving the Lord for two years. Those days are head and shoulders above any other day on this earth. Yesterday was one of those days.


I've got a lot to learn about photography, but right up near the top I need to learn to be more ready for candid shots. I thought I was ready for this one, my camera was set to the right settings, I even had my distance setting perfect, I just didn't recognize my own son and had to whip the camera back up to my face to get a shot of him coming through the door. Thus, it is blurry. The only shot I have of him when he left was one I took in front of the MTC and his eyes are closed. I'm a nervous photographer.


Kimbrey posted this picture on her blog, but I'm posting it again because I love it. Those were new shoes when he left. Shoes worn out in the service of our God. But then Brennan has never been one to give up on a pair of shoes. I should post a picture of the ones he left here at home!

It was emotional watching him say good bye to his missionary buddies. And watching him wipe tears away all day yesterday as the realization hit that he was home and his mission was over. He misses it, and that's a good thing. He doesn't get released until tonight, so he's at work this morning in some of Drew's old jeans, an old sweatshirt, coveralls, and his missionary name tag is pinned to those coveralls. Sitting here now, I wish I had taken a picture of that.