When Molly, my oldest, was going off to college, people would say, “Don’t you have two others at home.” This response always surprised me probably just as much as my fretting over my first leaving the nest perplexed them. Yes, I had two younger children at home. At the time Kelly was fifteen and Jack was five. But so what?
Don’t get me wrong. I love my two underage children, my two who remain home. But I love all three of my children. They are not interchangeable. I have a mom and dad. If my dad passed, I couldn’t imagine anyone coming up to me and saying, “Well, you still have a mom, don’t you?”
Seeing Molly off to college was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Click here to read more about how I “coped” with her leaving and how I let go…sort of.
