“Where do I put all my stuff?” asked Josh.  “What do you mean, Son?”  “Well I’m leaving for boot camp next month, and Lily’s taking my room.  I don’t know what to do with my stuff.  Should I just vacuum-seal everything and put it in the garage?  I mean, how will I get everything after I graduate?”

Ah, the minutia of life, the things we fail to think about until the last minute.  I hope, Joshua, that you read this some day and smile.  We’ll box your things, keep some of them out, and you can take what you want to your new home(s) as you please.  Just remember that this will always be your home too.  Wherever is family, is home.  And no family’s ‘stuff’ will ever be a burden as long as I live.  If we raised you right, you’ll adopt the same ideology so naturally, that any contrary notion will be laughable.