Friday we needed some barbecue supplies. We decided to go to the grocery where Sean works, instead of our usual store. His car wasn't parked in its typical spot and I whined to Bill, "I wish Sean was here" as we started our shopping.
But as luck would have it, he was there, putting out fresh tomatoes in the produce department.
We talked to him while he worked for a bit and then left him to get our shopping done. I had to squint through the tears as I picked through the cucumbers.
All at once, the reality of Sean's leavetaking hit me like a ton of bricks.
I'm going to miss that kid.
While I'm very happy for him as he starts his adult life with the decisions he's made, I'm so sad for all of us who are going to be left behind.
I told Bill how sad I was all of a sudden and the tears started again. Bill paused and as we gazed over the frozen hamburger patties he said, "Don't start because I'll never be able to stop."
I knew what he meant.
As hard as this is for me, it's gotta a kajillionty times harder for Bill.
So now whenever I see Sean I have a hard time not throwing myself on him and sobbing about how I'm going to miss him and I know that it's the same for Bill.
Oh, we'll carry on, but we certainly won't be shopping at that grocery store anymore.