Before I dropped my son off to start his freshman year in college last month, I made myself two promises: 1. I would not cry when I said goodbye, and 2. I would not cry in front of my eight year old younger son during the car ride home. Well, I broke those promises. I
In a month my oldest son will be heading to Boston to begin his freshman year of college. It’s time to let my baby go and it’s not easy. He’s ready. Me? Not so much. I’m feeling overwhelmed and I’ve been coping by helping him prepare and pack. In the process, I’ve come to realize
