Life after 17

Based on my last post, I was holding my breath waiting to see what would happen the day after my son turned 17. Well......on the day he turned 17 he moved out. It was pretty clear that it would happen, but not without some drama. It was emotional and it is likely a day the both of us will remember! Tears, truths, emotions and heart break. I told him when he stepped off the stoop life would change forever, that he should start flapping his wings, and that I knew he could do it. I told him that I had done a good job teaching him and he had learned well. And that I wanted him to make me proud - which I am sure he will do. We both cried, hugged and then he indeed did step off that stoop, walked down the path and never looked back. It's been a week and many emotions have pulsed through me. I have cried some more, gotten angry and moved forward. The day he left I couldn't even go to his room - but now 7 days later his room looks totally different. I have spent countless hours cleaning and changing things around. I'm not done but eventually I will have a dressing room, the big bathroom and a nice exercise room. I'm excited! I have cleaned mold off the floor, scrubbed a disgusting shower, thrown things out, moved things left behind and repeatedly, repeatedly, repeatedly vacuumed up the dog hair (which I think I will never be rid of). My hands are sore and parts of my body ache - but I am pleased. I still have work to do, but I can see the light. Each night I will continue to work. I'm content with the distraction and progress. My new life is going to be amazing, when I get there. For now....it's one day at a time. The child has been in touch daily, via text and we are going to see each other tomorrow. I have given him his space and only answer when he texts me. This will change, but I feel it is important he has his space AND find that there are ramifications to your choices. He will be fine, this I know. I will be fine, this I know. Trust is the key. Staying strong will be important. And just letting things unfold how they are suppose to happen is how it's suppose to be. I need to breathe and............live!