Today Hijo Primero arrives from Wyoming. He chose to stay behind when we made our move. However, after his visit last Thanksgiving, he became smitten with this area of the country. Last month, Thanksgiving day to be exact, he made it known that he wanted to move out here to stay. He wanted to come home.
"Home is where your parents are," he explained. So, home he is coming.
He has a job to get him by until he can find full time, meaningful work. He has put college on the back burner for the time-being. That is alright as long as it is a temporary thing.
As the Mommee Person, I am both thrilled and concerned with his move. Thrilled that he is going to be close, concerned as to how he will blend with this society. It is far different than that of his birth state. I like to think that because of his father's and my background we raised him to be flexible and adaptable. Although he has never lived anywhere but Wyoming, he wants to expand. This should be a real experience for him.
His flight arrives tonight. I can't wait to see my son!