So many changes......
The day Boaz was born River headed to Oklahoma. Not just on a trip, but to strike it on his own. He prayed and prayed about the Lord's will and a week before Boaz was to make his debut River came upstairs to share his news. Den and I were surprised. I knew that he had been seeking the Lord about his future once he turned 18, but somehow I didn't think he would be ready to move so far from home so close to his 18th birthday. He was going to follow Auntie out in his jeep, and he was going to take all his belongings with him. I was thrilled for him, and yet Den and I were mourning inwardly and outwardly.
The Tuesday before Boaz was born was Abram's 7th birthday and River's 18th. It took me and Den all week to get everything ready for River to move. There were bank accounts to switch over, his jeep needed a complete tune-up, and then there was the money he would need to make this huge trip across the country. It took us every single day to make this all happen. In fact, the day that Boaz was born Den and River ran to the DMV, really quick, to get his tags for his jeep updated. That was the last tie to be loosened; he was ready to be set free.
We said our farewells with a room full of people. He was choked up with tears. Den and I were trying to be stoic, but my heart was breaking. I wanted to see him go on his first life adventure, but I didn't realize it would be on the same day that my sixth son would be introduced to our little family. After he left Den and I spent a few days looking down the hall at his bedroom feeling an emptiness that I can't describe. I had to keep reminding myself that he wasn't dead, he was just on a journey of manhood and building his very own relationship with the Lord. This is everything that we have wanted for our boys, but it just came quicker and more suddenly than I would have anticipated. Just typing this makes my throat feel tight.....ohhhh how I miss him.
Since our goodbyes we have talked to him everyday. He is happy and well cared for out there. I am content to hear how well he is. I have feeling he will be out there for awhile, but I am sure he will find his way back home eventually. So far now, we are doting on our newest son, while listening carefully to our oldest son over the telephone, many miles away. It's moments like these in life that make you savor those sweet smelling baby kisses all the more. They grow up too fast!