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The First One Gone to College

It’s the question every parent inevitably asks. After, of course, what happened to my black hair?! My face??!!

How did this . . . turn into this?

Where did it go, all those times together? I don’t have anything to communicate, really. It’s hard to fathom even what I’m feeling, the signals jumbled, my wires crossed, because like Ron Burgundy I’m trapped in a glass booth of emotion.

I’m happy and excited for Nick. This is a good thing. An amazing time in a life. Just that it’s a new one for me, the boy gone.

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