This is the only picture I took of my parents the morning I drove them to the airport to fly out to the Missionary Training Center in Provo, Utah. Nor do I have any photo of them wearing their name tags upon their return from there. They have been in Baltimore for two weeks now. The house slowly subsides into a relaxed disorder: dried leaves on the carpet, zip lock bags on the counters. We miss them.
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