Scotty called!!

Just the average Friday night, in couch potato mode, and the phone rings, it's my boy !!

Although I could still hear a little anger and disappointment in his voice we managed to get caught up on things. He spent a quiet birthday with his Dad's family.

His biggest irritation is he has no friends there. His Dad keeps him pretty much isolated at the "camp," a nice little get away cabin my ex-husband and his brother built for hunting. My understanding he and his Dad live out there and only come to town when they need to for supplies. It has satellite T.V., heat, and fireplaces, it's far from roughing it. I like the idea. A quiet place for him to reflect, maybe make some decisions on life.

They are packing up this Sunday. Moving to New Mexico. Both of them have jobs lined up and will live in a rented condo until they get settled. Scotty will be as 2 1/2 hours away from me Sunday as they will be stopping over in Kansas City to spend their first night. I just want to get in the truck and go and get him...I'm fighting the urge with every bit of my mom-being.

By the end of the hour long conversation we were laughing and joking like old times. Scotty and his Dad have never gotten along. I don't know if it's a "man" thing or his Dad's idea that everyone has to be doing something 24/7. I'm more laid back, I love down time...and so does Scotty.

He still considers Omaha his home, I could tell in his voice he wants to come back and I extended the invitation several times. He seems unsure of the move to New Mexico, but I think deep down, he is excited about the adventure.

I'm just so happy we talked, I feel at peace with my decisions and I think he's on the road to forgiving me.