Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Well, the youngest of my offspring has flown the coop as of this morning. Boarded the bus for Portland with a final destination of Job Corps in Astoria. He will be gone for at least 8 weeks before he gets a weekend furlough pass to come home for a visit. He will be in school there for up to two years.
I am very happy for him. He has come a long way in the past year here with us. Hopefully some of what we tried to teach him will stick. He's got a bright future ahead of himself.
I held back the tears until after I dropped him off. He was stoic as he got on the bus, trying to be a man in front of everyone. I understand. I still gave him a great big hug;)
The house is quiet already. I loved having him around even if there were times I wanted to boot him in the butt;) But I guess that's how raising children goes. I knew that my job was to do what I could to prep him for going out on his own one day. I have to stick to what I preach and let him go off and spread his wings when he felt he was ready. And it's okay to cry a bit...but they are happy-for-him tears;)