Day 19

The last of the purchases I needed to make for him arrived at the facility today--it's interesting because it means that I can't buy him anything else. No books, no CDs, no magazines, no video games, no cookies, no root beer...all the little things I did on a daily basis - even when he was away at camp before, I was able to do nurturing-mother-type-things. In sending him away, I not only sent him away...but a part of myself is gone as well.