what you do after you drop your first born off at college (and by you...I mean, me)
I did not cry when I hugged my college freshman goodbye. I cried the day before. And I cried two hours after leaving him. And in between all of these tears, I have been overwhelmed by an enormous gratitude; a flooding of grace. Until I start to cry, once again.
So, I did what every Catholic mom who just dropped her first born off at college does.
First, I praised God. I praised Him for a smooth move in, a safe trip to school, and for all of the amazing family and friends he has given me, who have been praying for my family unceasingly.
Second, I thanked God for my son, and for the gift of being his mother.
And third, I went out for groceries and came home with two kittens.
Not one.
But two.
So tonight, we have nothing to eat for dinner. But we have kittens.
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What is wrong with me, you ask?
A lot, people.
A whole lot.