Freshman Year is Not the Real Goodbye

The day that we dreamed of, looked forward to, and planned for since, well, birth, is here. Our youngest began her senior year of college and graduation is on our minds. Bursting with pride as our daughter stood in our doorway at the crack of dawn, surrounded by a mountain of suitcases, I went in with a big hug and said, “You’ve got this girlfriend!” and added a silent cheer as she and her dad drove out the driveway. After three years of seeing her off, it’s getting easier.

Moving herself in...