Moving day was uneventful and everything went smooth.
I helped Mocha organize the kitchen and the bedrooms because this is how it looked when I got there:
While we did that, Venti and Mocha's Dad and Joe hung the TV on the wall while his 3 friends and Short watched:
His friends had to test out the guest room:
I didn't cry when I left the apartment the day he moved in.
I haven't cried since last week when I told Venti how much I was going to miss him...he hugged me and said, "Mom...its ok...I'm only 1 hr and 15 minutes away...plus we will come home lots!"
Yesterday Joe and I cleaned out his room. We boxed up the things that he left and stored them for him. I was actually excited to get my office back as we have a 4 bedroom house so his room was the office.
So I've come a long way since last week. I don't get all chocked up when I think about it. He called today to find out how I make these certain kind of potatoes which made me feel good. They are coming home again this weekend too!
So life does go on...I've found out that its not the end of our immediate family...its just a different chapter.