Man Child in the Making

I'm too young.  I shouldn't be at that stage where I reminisce about his sweet newborn disposition or full blown temper outbursts.  I shouldn't be hoping he'll make the right decisions while never knowing what he's thinking.  I shouldn't have random emotional fallouts because I miss his face and his easily expressed laugh.  I shouldn't be wondering if he is eating and doing his laundry and getting enough sleep. I shouldn't be thinking of all the worldly influences and dangerous situations that destroy the invincibily so fully embraced by teen adults. 

Yet I am experiencing all of this.  Hunter left.  Just like that.  He moved back to Boise and is currently looking for employment and hoping to take some classes next semester.  He's meeting new people and learning what it's like to be responsible for almost all parts of one's life.  I'm sure he is bringing joy to those around him.  I'm glad for them.  I'm sad for me.  I'm hopeful for him.  I love him.  I miss him.   

Germ Junction

Sick season full power throttled through our family. It hit me hard with all sorts of nasty symptoms and, almost 2 weeks later, I'm still dealing with the cough and cold portion. Kurt embraced the bug next and ended up missing a little work over it. Cooper has a few symptoms but seems to pull through...until today.

He has been up for about 20 minutes when he approached me with a fever, rolling tummy, and runny nose. So he stayed home and, after working the majority of the day, I returned to medicate and take care of him. Maybe I decided to blog a bit as well.

I hope the beginning of this school year is not foreshadowing for the year to come, but nothing makes you appreciate your health like a large dose of the flu.