A funny thing happened with my relocation to Coeur d'Alene. My husband and I postponed our move until our graduating senior had a chance to graduate. Yay, Kristen! She is now happily off to college and enjoying her new freedom. But my youngest son, 14 year old Derek, had no choice but to head north with us. He spent months trying to convince us that he should remain in Colorado to graduate from the same school as his four older siblings while living with his older brother and sister-in-law. Came up with all kinds of reasons. Some of them pretty good! They included all the advantages to Rick and me of finally being empty nesters and not having to worry about him for the next 4 years. How blissful our lives would be!
Of course, he lost his debate and he is here in residence. No friends yet, no siblings, no Other Mother Judy next door, nobody fun coming and going 24/7 as he was used to. School's still out and the only people he has to hang with - are OLD PEOPLE! (It's all relative...) There's Rick and me, my sister Kerri and brother-in-law Bert, and Grandma. Our old friends John and Tina at The Roosevelt Inn. All of us past the half century mark of our lives. Well, on one lonely day he made the comment that he feels like an aid at an assisted living center. Pretty funny, what a cute kid he is! Made me feel sorry for him briefly. Then I remembered that he makes good use of his unlimited texting, phone calls and Facebook access with his Colorado homies, siblings and cousins around the globe. And all he has to do is step out the door to see the towering pine trees along Avondale Golf Course and throw rocks into the Lake, or whatever it is that boys do. Every kid should have it so rough!
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