My nest got a little emptier last week, when Numbah One Son moved about 90 miles away. Since he moved out when he turned 18, I’m not as shell-shocked as I could be. But until a week ago, he was no more than 10 miles from home, and I saw him once a week when he stopped in to do laundry and hang out with us. What a change this will be. I’m trying to buck up and not worry. Well, not too much, anyway.
I can’t believe how grown up he is. When he turned 18, I had such a hard time wrapping my brain around the fact that my baby boy, who surely I was rocking to sleep only days ago, had turned into such a handsome young man. I finally understand what it means to marvel at how quickly they grow up. I am at the same time nostalgic for that little boy, and so proud of the man he is becoming. Oh, and I’m so glad he only moved 90 miles away instead of 900!
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bubatz said,
June 10, 2008 @ 6:21 pm
You are a goof, he has proved to make wise choices in the last year or so and he will do great!!