Son #1 will graduate, and move on. And I can see it, in the distance, in a way I could not, before. And I feel a little sad. Proud, happy, but sad.
And all that is normal.
But what am I going to do, when I am getting ready to leave the house, and I don't have someone who will give me an honest, gentle evaluation of my outfit?
Get ready, world, Christine is going to look kinda "off" when Son #1 moves on, because none of the other men in the house seem interested.