As many of you noticed from my last blog, I have a two year old daughter, but it may come as a surprise that I also have a 19 year old son. How this happened is a post for another time.
Late last night he called in tears because his beloved pet died. He was very close with his ferret, spending time with him each night, but what I think compounded matters is that he’s on his own for the first time and everything seems to be breaking down. His aging car, dwindling finances, and even some promising dating possibilities.
I remember this time myself when I realized I was on my own for the first time. I had just left the USAF, moved to a city where I knew no one, leased an apartment I wasn’t sure I could afford, and started job hunting. I had just enough money to last until I could get a job, no more. One cold night, finances running low and job prospects abysmal, I attempted to light a fire in the fireplace. I realized, a bit too late, that I had forgotten to open the flu. Read more »