Besides the fact I have been watching my oldest pack and repack his bags which means sometimes I begin to get that knot that grows ever so slightly when you know your bird is about to leave the nest. Yes, I said bird, but ya’ll know what I mean. Every time I see him pack his bag I get a sadness but a happiness that grows over me. See it isn’t like I’m just releasing him to a world unknown, in fact he will be leaving California with his dad and moving in with him until he has enough to move out on his own …. if he chooses to do so.