I don’t know how I feel about this. I am excited for him to be on his own adventure somewhere and trying to make a name for himself. It scares me that hes moved 12ish hours away though to the state of insane folks. Florida. I know he will be ok. He seems to be moving in with good peoples. I just hope that it all works out for him.
Griffin is and forever will be my baby. It doesnt matter how old he is or how tall he is. He is my baby. I will hug him till the day I die. Now, I am left with these hidden emotions. Things sweltering up that I don’t know how to cope with. Saddness, guilt, love. I had decided that when he felt it was time to move out and on his own, that I was not going to stop him or talk him out of it. Instead I would make sure he always has all the information he needs to make an informed decision.
I love you Griffin… Be safe. Love, and you shall be loved.