by Elder Peacock’s Mom
So, if you have followed this blog, you may remember the travails and frustrations of sending packages to Elder Peacock, detailed HERE, HERE (see the PS), and HERE as well as miscellaneous other
grumblings, er references throughout the last year, including the most recent post.
In May of 2013, I put together and mailed a package to Tyler. In May, he was in the Peru-Lima North mission so it was mailed to that mission home even though he was serving in the city of Iquitos. In July, he was reassigned to the Peru-Iquitos mission when it became its own mission.
Suffice it to say that that package never reached its recipient. I was annoyed. I was peeved. I swore off (temporarily) sending any more packages.
Imagine our surprise when said package arrived on our own doorstep this week. No explanation. Thankfully, no C.O.D. It was just sitting there with a box from Amazon. It’s a New Year’s Miracle!
It had been opened, but it was intact.
In fact, the junk food is probably even still good…I’m told the shelf life on Pop Tarts is at least 7 years, so that 7 months of traveling back and forth to Peru barely made a dent in the freshness quotient.
I’m happiest that the engraved journal and hamster shirt will have another shot at getting lost in the mail. Because, really, Tyler NEEDS THIS SHIRT!!!
Almost redeems my faith in the mail system. Almost. Oh, the stories that package could tell….