"Remember the book we used to read: Goodnight Moon? I feel like I need to go around the house and say goodbye to everything this morning before I leave," my daughter said as she got ready to move her carload full of "must haves" to college.
How could I forget? I'm pretty sure I read that book to her five times each day while she toddled around the house all of those years ago. I smile to myself at the memory that seems long ago and like yesterday all at the same time. Where has the time gone? Bringing myself back to reality I scan the house to see if we have forgotten to load anything. The day is sure to be a long one full of lifting, putting together, and getting settled.
Though I know I will miss her, I'm also excited for her. I make a conscious effort to let the excitement win the battle for my attention. After all, I still remember the first day I drove onto Ohio State University's campus. It was as if I knew there was a world of possibility right in front of me. For the first time, I felt as if I were in charge of the direction my life would take. To this day when I drive on the campus, I am reminded of that feeling.
Soon she seems satisfied with all we have accomplished. I remind myself of all the opportunities she will discover here. For the first time, she's fully in charge of the direction her life will take. I remind myself of this as I say goodbye to her and head home. Goodbyes like goodnights are only temporary. Every goodbye is followed by a hello and goodnights are followed by new mornings.