Graduation day was huge this time around. I know my son will be fine -- he'll be great. His high school graduation is just the beginning of some amazing times to come. For me, it's the start of a very different time in my life.
I came home from the airport to quiet house with an empty laundry hamper, the sink devoid of dirty dishes and a bathroom counter I could actually see. And I thought to myself, there are two things that are keeping me from sobbing from loneliness.
This will be the first in 25 years that none of my kids are going 'back to school.' They're all out of college now, have jobs, and though one is thinking of going on for some further training, it hasn't happened yet.