Our house is strangely empty these days since Richie left for Basic Training…
I knew having him away would be hard especially due to the fact that he is unreachable. It’s been just ONE WEEK today!
The first couple of days I did not really do anything much. I felt like I was just barely going through the motions. One foot in front of the other. Wash a dish. Feed an animal. Fold laundry.
All such menial tasks, the very ones I have done just about every day of my life which now serve as a constant reminder that a huge chapter in my life has come to a close which a new chapter awaits me full of adventure.
Now it is just us. No kids to take up the spaces in between one task and another.
Once I got the call from my son giving me his address, I could literally feel myself exhale. I hadn’t realized I had been holding my breath since he left until I could hear his voice again.
I was practically a zombie the first few days walking around with my cell phone, pen, and paper always with me just waiting for that one call. Our house was terribly neglected and we found some solace in filling the time with cleaning and organizing areas that we have ignored long time.
We even had a corner filled with boxes we had not unpacked yet since moving here almost 5 years ago now.
While purging the clutter, we came upon this car seat organizer that Richie used when he sat in my backseat for years.
Inside were all his most important childhood things.
And after seeing them yesterday I knew that my son is doing exactly what he had been dreaming and planning to do for as long as I can remember.
