The grandson has a new job with great promise for advancement. He's working lots of overtime.
His buddy, Lee, needs to find a place to live, so they're looking at places where the two of them can share the rent.
The grandson has lived here for eight months, and the ultimate goal has been to get him out on his own, self-sufficient.
He's twenty-two. He needs to be on his own, without people sticking their noses in his business.
So why do I suddenly feel abandoned when I think of him leaving?
If he moves out, I have no control! I can't force him to save money!
Oh yeah. I'm not supposed to have all that control, am I?
Funny how we women can get caught up in trying to control someone.
God bless Arick, my first grandchild. I guess I'll let him have his wings. If he ever needs to come back, he's welcome. But I'm sure he'll be fine. He's been through the school of hard knocks and is much wiser than he was a year ago.
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