My oldest, Richard, graduated in May of 2015 from University of NC School of the Arts with a degree in Filmmaking. Two weeks later his brother died by suicide. Obviously at that time, he was not ready to leave North Carolina for Los Angeles.
He is moving to LA today. Driving across country from Tennessee to Kansas to Colorado to Las Vegas to California.
I know he needs to do this. You have to spend some time in LA if you are going to make it as a filmmaker.
I’m excited for him and feeling sad at the same time.
Yeah I know there is such thing as planes. Yeah I know I can go out there and visit. But it won’t be once a month like it has been. Popping up here for a weekend from North Carolina to Virginia won’t be happening any more.
As a parent, you can’t help but project. What if he gets married out there? Starts a family out there? He laughs and tells me that’s not what he’s going for but we all know that can happen.
If that happens, we might just retire where he is.
I knew this would happen some day and I’ll adjust. But I’m struggling right now.