This is loaded up in the car and we are on our way to take Isobel to Buffalo for college.
I think I've had a bit of a cry every day for almost two weeks. I am sad she's going, but also so proud of her and excited for her. It's hard to explain the torrent of emotions in words, so I cry.
She's ready, really ready, and we are mostly ready. I'm excited to watch and hear everything as she goes thorough in this next part of growing up. I just don't want to say goodbye.
I'm hoping it will be like kindergarten where the girl you leave sad at the door, is laughing by the time you walk around the corner and peek in the window, and full of stories to tell you the next time you see each other.