One Last Cry…​Maybe?

I’m having a moment today, and the tears are streaming down my entire existence. It is happening more and more, and I can’t control it, so I figure let me put on a sad song and look at old pictures so I can really enjoy my cry.

It seems like at least once a week I just break down crying because I know this time next year my little girl will be in college. The thought of her leaving makes me so excited for her and yet the pain is so indescribable for me. I can’t imagine not seeing her face every day. I know we can face time; however, that just isn’t the same as being able to touch her little face.

.I'll just pretend to hug you until you get here.

So today when she comes home from school I’m going to hold onto her a little longer and hug her a little tighter. Until she says, “mom really” or something else sassy.

You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored.


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