Harsh Reality

I believe reality is slowly creeping up on me, and I’m not liking it one bit. The reality to which I’m referring is the reality of my daughter moving to a rather distant place.

By distant place, I mean Kansas. It’s halfway across the country from me, about 1100 miles from where we live in Utah. She’s 21, and no one can stop her from making a decision like this, as she is a legal adult. That doesn’t mean, however, that I have to agree with her decision or certain circumstances, nor that I won’t give her my advice and thoughts.

At least this time, she’s leaving under a better situation than the last time. The other time she moved out of the house was not under ideal conditions. This was in 2017, she had just recently turned 18, and her boyfriend was the center of some problems one particular night. Unfortunately, she sided with the boyfriend in this situation, and it was required that they leave the house to avoid further conflict. They went to his mom’s house, and they stayed there for a time, until eventually they were able to rent their own place. It was about a half-hour drive from the house. Sadly, after just a couple of months in her own place, the owners of the property they rented decided to sell and demolish the trailers there. She looked for a place, but to no avail, so she moved back into the house.

This happened roughly a year ago. It was nice to have her here again, even though she and one of her brothers don’t get along very well. Flash forward to a few weeks ago, my daughter’s boyfriend took off one night for a drive. Franticly, my daughter calls him, but no answer, many, many times. When he finally answered, he told her he was in Kansas. I’m omitting many details for brevity. To make a long story short, she decided to go with her boyfriend to Kansas. Granted, she’s been wanting to move out of Utah for a while, and I guess this is her chance. I’m not sure what’s back there for her. No matter, I wish her well and a safe trip out there. The sad part is that no one knows when we’ll see her, as it’s a really long drive, and I don’t have a really reliable vehicle to get there. Nor do I have the disposable income to take a week or two off work to go. I realize our kids have to leave home one day, and many of my peers have already gone through this experience, but it doesn’t make it any easier for me. I can tell that on the day they leave, I’m going to be an emotional mess. Just thinking about it now already has me starting😭…

Here’s the motivational quote for today:

“If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it – then I can achieve it.”
– Muhammad Ali

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