I was digging out a flower bed and came across these swim goggles buried in the dirt. Then…I felt that tight feeling in my throat as my eyes filled up with tears. I started bawling. Here’s why:
The swim goggles belong to my beautiful 8-year-old daughter. I remember the day she lost them and blamed her little sister for taking them without asking and a huge fight broke out. Feels like it was yesterday.
Fast forward 10 years. In 30 days I will be dropping my baby off at a college 4 hours away from home. I don’t want to, but I know it’s time.
Since this blog is about being happy, I have to think about all the wonderful things that she will experience on her journey through college life. I am so proud of her and I am confident she will do whatever she sets her mind to. That makes me happy.
Heavy sigh….(as she tries to smile.)