I've been kidding myself and anyone else who has asked me in the last month about my son going off to school.
"Ah, it'll be party time at the Barnes's," I feigned. "He's ready. This is what I've raised him for over the last 18 years. He'll be fine. I'll be fine."
Moms, have you made similar statements of denial?
I know there have been many mothers who have forged this trail long before me, and there'll be many more after me. However, this is it for me. My last.
My husband and I are officially "empty nesters."