College drop-off day is around the corner – Again!
Two years ago I hugged my oldest of 3 daughters goodbye at college and watched her walk into the next chapter of her life.
It was hard.
It was one of the hardest, most dreaded days of parenthood I’d ever experienced.
Sounds dramatic. I know I was sending her off to college, not war.
And still, the memory of that day is seared into my brain, along with some unexpected painful moments that snuck up on me in the weeks and months that followed.
And now only two years later I have another child packing up her room to head to college.
Recently, I’ve been rehashing what I learned the first time around. What I know for sure is that looking back and feeling sad robs me of being present for the moment I’m in now.
This time I give myself permission to feel sad, to miss them and then to get on with finding my new normal.
From drop-off day to the months that followed, this is how finding my new normal went down the first time.