He's on his way...

As I write this, Jacob is likely finding something to eat in the Salt Lake airport. In about an hour, he'll board a British Airways flight to London, and from there--sometime tomorrow-- he'll go on to Manchester and the England MTC in Preston.

This little house seems pretty empty, even with the remaining rambunctious four. It's exactly where we want him to be, but (as so many before us have said) it's very hard to see him go.

As he hugged his mother for the last time he said, "I'm ready now. I'm ready."