See ya, Latter!
This was a big week for our family. A lot of important things happened, but I want to focus on one thing in particular. (I feel like this year has been full of monumental moments, but I guess that’s what growing up feels like.)
My brother spent his last night in his childhood bedroom on Tuesday.
Starting last week we began the process of him moving out. He spent a lot of time packing up his bedroom and washing all of his laundry. There are still remnants of him around—like the can of shaving cream in the bathroom and the occasional towel. I’m sure we’ll continue to find things that belong to him.
It’s been a mostly exciting transition, but also a little sad. Sad because I miss seeing him everyday, but (again) it’s part of growing up. But it’s really exciting because he’s got an apartment to make his own. What a cool thing to see how your brother will organize his life!
His move also sparked a lot of reorganizing in our house. We moved around a lot of furniture—couches, tables, futons, TV stands, and so on.
While we were going through some boxes, old boxes, we found one from our last big move. I was twelve when we moved into this house, and Josef was nine years old. This box had, written on the side, “See ya, latter!” I remember helping him pack up his room then, and it mostly involved scooping little toys into big boxes.
This time around he was a lot more methodical, but he didn’t label anything. He went through a lot of his stuff and made piles of things to keep and things to give to Goodwill.
And while I miss telling him goodnight and hearing about his day.
And while I miss giving him a hug everyday and reminding him that I love him.
And while I miss bringing Hansi-dog into his room every morning.
And while I miss having his listening ear to vent about and celebrate life.
I’m proud of him. I am proud of the thoughtful young man he’s become. I’m proud to claim him as my little brother. I’m proud of him getting his own place and making his own home. And I’m excited to see this adventure unfold for him.