something about watching my youngest walk out the door and seeing his tall, straight back as he was leaving for his first new job after graduating college. it made me cry - i didn't think i would cry but that scene triggered a memory from his childhood and a letter he wrote me last Christmas that i read last night.
he touched my heart and i'm all the better for it - his final move won't really be until mid February when he moves into his apt at the beach. then everything from his room goes, that will be different.
i love you little man, forever mom.