It all happened so fast. He found a job that will allow him to do his co-op for college, an apartment with the roommate he wanted, and talked me into filling out an application. Originally, it was, we are just seeing if we qualify. Suddenly, it was, I put down a deposit. Wait! Gullible.He has a plan – if everything goes perfectly it will all work out. I’m cynical because things rarely go perfectly, but I do want to support his efforts at being independent and coming into his own. As he’s told me many times – he’s doing it with or without us.
The family dynamic is changing again.It’s weird to think he won’t be here anymore. It’s been almost nineteen years. He’s determined he’s not coming back. Part of that hurts and part of that makes me proud.
I worry he’s not ready, but then what is ready? How do we grow if we never get out of the nest? How much should we help? How often should we visit? Will he come home to see us? What about holidays?Yes, I’m worrying too much – I do that. My daughter has moved out before for college, but there was always the expectation that she’d be back. I just don’t think I’m ready to have him out permanently. Like I said, it’s all happening too fast.
We will be praying for his success.