I've been wanting to post about this particular topic for a long time, but every time I sat down at the computer to do it, I couldn't. I felt very conflicted and struggled to put my thoughts down, but it's really time to get it documented, so here goes.
My son, Collin, aka College Boy, Lawyer Boy and/or Son #3, and his wife are embarking on a big change in their life. Explanation requires a bit of background. When he was in law school, Collin's interests ran to topics like international law, cyber law and the law of armed conflict. He is and always has been my crusader...the righter of wrongs, the campaigner for fairness, so his choice of profession is really no surprise. He had a professor he really clicked with who had been an Army JAG (military lawyer) for 20 years, who shared his interests and gave him a lot of encouragement and support. Long story short, I have a son who is now an Air Force JAG, who will be leaving next week for officer's training and will then be stationed in Omaha Nebraska. While he does this, my DIL will be moving in with us and will finish out her year of teaching at our local elementary school.
It's a big step, a big change for them, for us. We have so enjoyed having them close here for these past few months. We have been able to have weekly Sunday dinners, drop ins just to visit, casual "come on over for movie/ice cream/fresh hot bread/cookies" nights, time spent in her classroom. It was just really nice.
Because of his law interests, my son is really looking forward to this. I get that. He is looking forward to seeing new places and learning new things. I want to be supportive. I have never been one of those clingy mothers who would throw her arms around her kid's knees to be dragged along as they started school years or went on their church missions, or went off to college. OK, maybe I wanted to in my head, but in real life I've always had a little more self-control. I want my kids to be independent and follow their dreams. I want them to be happy in their lives and do what they want to do.
But this is hard for me, and my boy gets that. I will now have 4 of my 6 children living in the mid-west. On the up-side, he and SD Boy will only be a couple of hours apart. That will be really nice for both of them.

So....the end of last week, we made a trip down to Utah, to the law school, so Collin's law professor could swear him into the military. It was a very nice evening, followed by ice cream at The Creamery and my boy is now in the throes of trying to figure out base housing, military moving and uniforms.

I am proud of him and his choices, just as I am proud of all my kids. It's just that I will miss them...a lot, just like I miss all my kids and their kids.