the step out of my world

I didn't cry, not at all. I didn't think i would but i mean it was my older brothers graduation. It hasn't set in. the fact that hes really leaving. moving somewhere else.

he's no longer a high schooler. He's 18. He's an adult. He can no longer be considered a child. Yes, he still has a lot of growing up to do but he's no longer in my world. My high school world, still hanging on to childhood by a thread.
As my dad said, this is when you have to let him go and pray they've done their job as a parent. that they have raised him well, with the values and morals they know he has. This is truly the start of his life on his own, not connected to his family. It is his turn to make a name for him self. He will now choose his own path and there is nothing we can do but watch and pray as he gets older and more mature. Visits will eventually slow down and summers home will become none existent. After this summer, my home will no longer be the place he calls "home" anymore. This is the start of a new page in his life. The start of his adulthood. I don't know how i feel about it.