Determined to Be Grateful

When I packed my daughter off to college last fall, there was no sadness. There was excitement and happiness for her. Whenever I thought of her, I pictured her in a beautiful, safe environment, learning lots of new wonderful things, testing her wings for the first time. I was really okay with it.

But when she walked out of the door today, pulling her suitcase, to go catch her bus after less than a week home, my heart ached. Hours later, it's still aching. And I'm wondering why.

I wonder if it has