Senior Year of High School Feels Like The “Year of Tears”

Seven months and twenty or so days, give or take. That’s the amount of time I expect I have left with my oldest son living under my roof before moving away to college. Yet the tears started flowing at least four months ago when he first became a Senior. No one warned me I’d be an emotional wreck for an entire year beforehe even left. It’s not like I didn’t know this phase of life was coming. We’ve been talking about college since he was in 8thgrade it seems. So why do I feel so caught off gua...