Tomorrow I will send my oldest son off to college.
I'm not alone. Thousands -- probably millions -- of parents are going through the same thing I'm going through. Millions before me have been there, done that.
I wonder today how they got through it. How do we take our son, whose been ours and only ours for the last 18+ years, five hours away from home, drop him off and leave him there? How do we handle knowing that he will never live under our roof again? He doesn't belong to us anymore.
The answer is simple, of course. I know that.
You just do.
He, like those millions of others, will be fine. He will make his own way in the world, and he will have a family, and a career, and he will come and visit us on holidays, and breaks, and maybe other times too.
We will watch him mature and grow and become a worthy adult, and he will do great things, and hopefully enjoy life as much as his Mom and I do. We will be happy for him, and happy because of him.
I know that.
So why does my heart hurt so bad right now?
