Here I stand at in the doorway to my elder son's bedroom. It is bittersweet moment as I look at the tidy shelves, empty surfaces and spotless floor.The walls are bare, for now his posters hand on a different wall. He has moved out. - into the world - into his second year of studying chemistry at university - into a flat with three of his friends.
Now his feet will wander the same streets as the young Sean Connery. He is a city boy now. How did this happen? Time is such a strange thing - as I stood on his new doorstep it felt as if nineteen years had passed like a sonic boom.
His little brother will miss him. I will miss him - his sense of humour and playfulness, his calm reassuring presence, those huge, unexpected bear - hugs that swept me off my feet, and yes - maybe even those wet towels on the bedroom floor :)
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