I Am The Parent Who Is Excited About The Empty Nest And I’m Not Sorry

The weeks were dwindling down, and whenever I tried to concentrate on something else, thoughts about my son’s high school graduation kept pushing to the forefront of my mind. Not only were there the logistics to tend to – how early did we need to leave to get a good seat? How warm of an Arizona night would it be at the outdoor stadium?

But there was also the existential to ponder – how could it be that my baby was graduating high school and would be moving out in mere weeks? Was he actually r...