A temporary detour from my normal topic.

My son just called to let me know he signed a lease for an apartment. At 24 years old he is getting a late start. He graduates in May from college so I (intellectually) know that he is starting his own life. And I am happy for him. But…

I hate how we got to this move. The incident that I blogged about last time was the catalyst to this decision. And I never pictured my son moving out under such crappy circumstances. That part makes me *really* sad.

I worry that this will irrevocably ruin our relationship. And the relationship that makes our family a family. I suppose I finally have to admit that this is out of my hands and pray that it works to create a better family dynamic instead of fearing it has broken us.

NOTHING prepared me for this. I feel so torn.

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