My son is graduating from elementary school today. Slowly we're moving this boy out the house. Of course, the truth is that I can see the end and I am not as happy as I expected. Family is maddening. Utterly maddening. But you are in love with these folks, and at some point, you can't imagine yourself without them.
At 43, I'll get my life back. And that's the cool thing about being a teen parent (by effete liberal standards.) But I will miss the life I gave away. It is passing. I can see it. I know it.
I'll be out much of today. The open thread will pop around one.