Life Changing

So I remember being sixteen and what it felt like. It was a roller coaster...daily.

I remember hating my parents one second and wanting to still be able to fit in my mom's lap the next.

I remember thinking I had the worst life in the world one second and not wanting to change a thing about it the next.

I remember being heartbroken one second and having a brand new crush the next.

I remember wanting to run away one second and never wanting to leave the next.

This is why you don't make life changing decisions when you are sixteen. But I've gone ahead and let my sixteen year old make one. I said goodbye to him this morning for at least the rest of the summer, which I can deal with, and possibly for good, which I can't.

He has the next couple of weeks to decide if he wants to live with his dad. Three hours north of here. I have said no every time the subject was brought up before because I don't want to live three hours away from my boy but...

Now it's up to the sixteen year old.