I have 3 daughters: 18, 13, and 5.
My eldest has her last weekend at home this weekend. On Wednesday the 21st, we drop her off at college.
Everyone thinks I'm crying because she's going to college. But I'm not crying over that.
I'm crying over the baby I used to cuddle and coo at. I'm crying over tthe little blonde-haired toddler she used to be, who thought I held the moon and who drew stick figures of the two of us holding hands. I'm sad over the sweet 9yo she was who snuggled up to me at bedtime for her bedtime story. I'm going to miss the awkward preteen with braces and pimples and starter bra. And I'm going to miss the hard-working 18yo she is around my home.
THAT'S why I'm crying. But nobody is getting that! I thought this group might. :) (wink)
Oh, and did I mention my youngest, the 5yo, is attending her very last day of preschool today? She starts Kindergarten soon.
So many emotional hurdles this month! Ugh!
But...it's all good, really. I have been so blessed.