And I hate it. I'm not a crier but today we dropped our boy off at college. I did really well not crying when saying goodbye. I even made the trip home dry-eyed.
I just walked into his room to put something away and broke down.
I hate this feeling. I know he's fine. I know we taught him how to take care of himself and be a good person.
But I miss him.
And I hate crying!
I just walked into his room to put something away and broke down.
I hate this feeling. I know he's fine. I know we taught him how to take care of himself and be a good person.
But I miss him.
And I hate crying!
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