I cried the first time our sons left the house. But then they kept coming back. Especially our younger son would come back till he was about 25 ... I hate to say this...but I felt like crying when he did. His room looked like a tornado went through it, within the first minute of his arrival. He was usually anti- social, and just grunted his good mornings and good nights. He left a trail of messes behind him wherever he went. I think it was because he resented being back home; and took it out on us.

Dotsie you are so very blessed to have a son that still shares so many things with you. I can understand you missing him. I would have bawled too, if he left our house.