I’ve been distracted these last two weeks helping our oldest son Alex get ready to live his own life. He graduated from high school this spring and is taking the next year off. He calls it a gap year. I call it a gasp year.
Last week he flew to Spain to backpack and work on organic farms for the next three months. He’ll come home for the holidays, then he plans to volunteer in Nicaragua in the spring, where he’ll teach English and help with community service projects. While we’re proud of his independence and philanthropy, I do wish he’d find adventure a little closer to home. We figure that he’ll only be back for short visits from now on. Sniff.
Here’s Alex a few minutes before we parted ways at the airport.