“Would you have still come if you did?” asked Kayla.
After a long pause Dad answered, “probably not, no.”
“Always remember that at some level your son, his friends and all the others you see
here chose this to be part of their life, even before they were born,” she said. “Trust him,
he knows what to do and how to do it, Pioneers are wired that way. Your job is to
protect him. You, George and Molly are vital to the success of these tasks. You must get
them to where they need to be so that they can do what they need to do.”
“I know, it’s just I can’t get into his head and I really worry that I am doing the wrong
thing,” Dad said.
“Then it’s not about him Jarred, it’s about you and your guilt which is totally unfounded
and absolutely useless. I suggest you get over it, he has told you he is ready. The pain of
change will be a lot less than the pain that will come from doing nothing. You know this.”
I loved it when Kayla used her ‘I’ve had enough, now stop it!’ tone.
“Yes Dad, get over it,” I said loudly from the bed, “I’m trying to get some sleep and
you’re keeping me awake,” I said.
“Oh really, wise guy, you leave me no choice, brace yourself!” Dad rushed over to the
bed and tickled me as is his way. I was now fully awake and felt alright again. I was
homesick though and the feeling of missing mom returned. My smile faded. “Dad?” I
“Yes my boy”
“Can I phone mom?” the question had tears behind it.