He'll be living in the pink house with the red steps, sharing an apartment with two friends from home.
One of the three has an actual job.
That would not be #1 Son. He will be looking for "day" employment and acting work, too.
He shaved his beard Tuesday. He looks about 16. Maybe that will be a help in getting parts.
His stepfather delivered last-minute wisdom:
"Kwai Chang Caine once said, 'If I worry, will it change the future?'"
Well, Jesus made a point like that, too. I'm glad I recorded my thoughts about it when I had the words. This morning I had not much, other than hugs and the advice that anxiety will diminish as soon as he has a job.
Meanwhile, Snowman has called twice from Land o'Lakes Arts Academy and is doing well. He has the same room and roommate as last year, both of which suit him. Pretty soon I'll count up the days until I see him again.
And Light Princess departed for the first day of 8th grade, an abbreviated affair since they clear the 7th and 8th graders out to do 6th grade orientation in another hour. She'll be home by 10.
I'll leave soon for church, try to do the work of the day, but I'll be thinking of all of them, their destinations, their destinies.
"Do the thing you love," I told him. "Give it everything."
It's what I've tried to do. And even today, the first day that I've seen one of my children leave home without having any idea when we will meet again, I'll keep trying.