On My Son Moving Out

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Two days ago, my son settled on a new beautiful home.  I thought I was going to fall on my knees and cry when I walked in his empty room, but I didn’t.  As a matter of fact, I kept walking in there different times of the day, trying to evoke some type of emotion.  I kept asking myself, “How do you feel about this, Shawn?”  And there was nothing, so I would just walk back out of his room and do whatever I was doing before I walked in there.  I was cool.  I handled it pretty well until I came across this photo:


My son and I in Los Angeles 1990

I got a little tight in the throat and glassy-eyed.  I sat down and thought about all the years that came after that photo.  I am so grateful that he is a responsible and caring young man who can now take care of himself.


I am blessed to still have a beautiful relationship with my son.



   Cherish your family members, and have a beautiful weekend!

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  1. Uzoma says:

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  2. Rhonda C.Fitzgerald says:

    So touching! He is so together! The pictures are beautiful. The toddler photo is a memory.

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