We drove out of Dallas less than two hours ago, leaving our son behind for his freshman year of college. Truly, this is one of those aspects of parenting that isn’t for cowards.

Our oldest has always been in Georgia, an easy drive. It took us two days to get here, and I feel it with every mile we’re traveling east, back towards home.

The passing of the torch to our third son, now the oldest at home, was sad but sweet. I’m glad they are more than brothers, friends, too.

I can still feel the dried tears on my face.

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