In a Funk

I'm feeling a little blue lately because my baby is leaving me. Of course, he is an 18 year old baby, but he's still my baby. He has chosen to go into the Navy and he leaves on the 5th of this month. So now I have to imagine big, bad people being mean to my sweet, innocent darling. Sob! I don't know how I am going to handle two months of boot camp. I may have to storm the gates if they are too mean.

I have two other "babies" at home with me, but one is entering college and the other is entering high school. I guess in a way they are all leaving me. I know this is what I have worked towards all these years, launching my child into adulthood and responsibility, but it all seemed much easier when it was all theoretical. The reality sucks.

So, if you are the praying kind you can pray for me and my baby, that we will both survive being apart. Somehow I think he is going to handle it a lot better than I am though.