Flyin the coop....

I am one of those parents, who even before having children knew exactly what you do to be a good parent, and exactly what to do in any given situation to have your children turn out exactly the way that you planned. I know how to weather the storms and to celebrate the triumphs. I know so much that it is a wonder I haven't been made Parent of the Year several times over! I know that all smart families have their children leave home to go away to school and find themselves and get a career and find a soul mate etc. I am the champion of saying to others..."Get them out the door!" They need to be on their own, it is good for them and good for you! As in all things I am again shown (and humbled) that Heavenly Father does indeed have a sense of humor and a sense of timing. His timing that is...
Our oldest has flown the coop! He actually only went up north for a few days or couple of weeks to look for a job, took a few things with him, and left with the promise to be home before Christmas and hopefully be moving after. Well he found his job. A good job it promises to be. He found his housing, and is finding his way in a little Wyoming town of 1200. He won't be home for Christmas, and he won't be moving after. He has "moved" already and we will be delivering his stuff to him on our way North after the holiday. My friends have told me for so long, that I shouldn't wish them away, that my kids will be gone soon enough, and I am going to miss them when they are gone. For now I am still in the land of happiness. I am so excited for the opportunities in front of Jordan and I am praying that this will be an answer to many prayers and that he can find the niche he has been looking for. He is a country boy at heart and I am praying he has found a good place to land. He is late in going out the door and even when he is gone for a moment our family misses him. However, we know that the time has come..We couldn't be prouder of the great young man that he is..and we are so thankful to count him as ours...I shed a few tears the day he left, and will probably shed alot more when I drop his stuff in Wyoming...however I am glad for him that he is out the door. I know it will be good for him and good for us. I know in my heart this is his time to fly...