This Is How It Feels When You Realize Your Teen Is Independent

As I stand at the top of the mountain, I can barely see my teens in the distance.

In fact, as I watch their brightly colored coats zig zag along the crisp white snow, I take a deep breath and pull down my snow goggles. Tentatively, I inch myself forward and feel gravity start to pull me slowly towards the bottom of the hill. Reflexively, I keep my skis in a pizza wedge form, lest I actually gain enough speed to careen out of control and crash into the tree line.

But, even though I am apprehen...