Not Crying at College Drop Off? GOOD! Don’t Feel Any Guilt About it Either!

I’m a crier. I am a world class, quivering lips, ugly faced, squinty eyed, world. class. crier.  My cry game has no shame. I frequently lose it over diaper commercials featuring sweaty, pink cheeked moms lying in hospital beds and being handed their newborn baby. And the flood gates easily flow open over sad songs, sad books, and sad movies all the time.

So it came as no surprise that when I left my first baby at college, I wept like a lost soul for the entire 250 miles of interstate home. My...