She’s Leaving Home
Tomorrow. After her boyfriend gets off work. She starts school on Monday, starts her new job on Monday, and is so excited she can hardly sit still. I am so proud of her, and will miss her like crazy. I want to cry. She will never see me cry about her success, though… the last thing I would ever do is squash her joy with my sadness.
I feel like a jerk for being sad. We raised her to be independent, self-sufficient and responsible. She is all that and then some! She will do so well.
I’m still gonna miss her so badly it hurts.
Hello world!
