Okay, I know I joke about getting my daughter through college and out of this house. My husband and I whine, when is it our time? But this morning, she asked me to drop her off for orientation, something about not wanting to find a place to park. So I did, not dressed in my Sunday best, and she saw that some parents were staying. She looked at me and said, "Good going, Mom." She was just joking, but my heart sank. As I pulled away, I was holding back tears and trying to rationalized that she is 18 and needs to start doing these things on her own. It took all for me not to go home, get dressed properly, and drive back. (We only live 5 minutes from college) But I didn't. So for those of you who have gone through it, how do you do it? My heart aches every time I look at this picture.
Hope you have a blessed week!