Well, it's a combo happy/sad.
My son is gone. Germany is his new home.
We had a wonderful going away party for him, we all got drunk, tried not to cry, did anyway, but had a great time.
Unfortunately some kid was sick a few days prior and apparently still contagious because several of us got sick as dogs a day after the party.
My daughter and I got it real bad, I don't know if it was the swine bug or what but I had a devil in my body for about five days. Fever, chills, barfo, sore, head that would not stop pounding for two days straight. So I think I at least got immunity from THAT bug.
It was a bitch though.
Now I'm waiting to hear from him. They arrived in the AM in Frankurt, but have a six hour drive north. (don't know why they had to do it that way) I watched the flight on "flight tracker" which was so cool, I could see in real time as they flew over Ireland, then England, and finally landed. LONG day for my grandbaby. And their dog! Poor thing, She (my daughter-in-law) had to take him though.
I can't wait to hear from them.
I found out it's humid as hell there, so getting me to stay very long will be hard.