My son (that’s him, with the guitar) moved out today. People tend to come and go here. This is the third time he’s moved somewhere, but this is the first time he’s moved off Long Island. No stopping by for a quick visit when he’s got a little time to kill. No dropping in to see what’s in the fridge or to do his laundry or to catch a quarter or two of a football game with his Dad. It’s the right thing to do. It makes perfect sense. I’d do exactly what he’s doing if I were in his place. He’s more than old enough. It’s time. I’m going to miss him so much.
He’s so lucky to have a choice. It’s a good way for him to be leaving - knowing that the door is always open back at home.
Comment by Jude — September 19, 2005 @ 11:47 am
Oh, yes. Our doors swing both ways - often.
I’d be surprised if he comes back this time, though. The move makes too much sense.
Comment by pat — September 19, 2005 @ 11:05 pm