On Your Own (part 1)

Boxes are strewn across the floor of my son's room in various stages of packing. Two suitcases lie open on the bed. I stand in the doorway as bob sorts through the items in his room, deciding which ones he'll take to college.
Bob pick up a doctor Seuss book he received weeks earlier as a graduation gift. Its title is "oh, the place you'll go!". He ponder it a moment , then puts it back on the shelf." Dr Seuss , ?"he says."that 's for children."
there was a time when my son would have done somersaults for a Dr Seuss book. Somewhere in the garage is a whole box of them, along with other discarded remnants of his childhood.
I let out a sigh, wondering if he's ready to be on his own. I wonder if I'm ready for him to be on his own. Bob pulls his baseball glove from the closet. "Do you know where my baseball cleats are?".....(continued) (condensed from GUIDEPOSTS)