...on a jet plane, don't know when he'll be back again. Actually, he won't be back to Alaska anytime soon. He doesn't like it here. He's had a hard time here, some of which he created because of the choices he made. I miss him already. I know he needs to do this for many reasons and I worry most about his lack of direction and motivation.
He took the 5 plus plan approach to high school, although I give him an A for persistance and tenacity. He finished December 21, 2007 and given that the dropout rate here is pretty high, more credit to him for not dropping out; even though he drove my hubby and I nuts in the process.
So he's on his way to his life and it's scary and exciting and sad all at the same time. We got up at 3 this morning to get him going and to double check his bags and make sure he had everything he needed. Money, tickets, cell phone, ipod, laptop, camera, xbox, sketch pad and pencils. That was his carry-on bag. Two duffel bags filled with clothes and shoes and he and his dad were on their way to the airport.
He leaves Anchorage at 6am for Seattle so he needed to be there at 430am. He connects in Seattle to goes to Atlanta and then to Little Rock. He is due to arrive there at 10pm (7pm here) for a 13 hour day of travelling and four time zones. Not sure he remembers what jet lag feels like. I just hope he can navigate the different airports and find his connections easily. I know he's almost 20 but I still see that flighty 10 year old preoccupied with drawing.
Empty nest has its pros and cons - one child is leaving and in a month, I will leave my other child and grand child. What a deal huh?
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