09/01/2026
…They lied.
You spend years hoping they’ll be brave enough to walk away from you…then they do. 🥹
I used to measure a successful drop-off by how few tears there were.
Theirs AND mine.
I wanted them to walk through those doors without being scared. To feel safe without me. To be excited about the world waiting for them.
And then one day…
they did.
No tears.
No clinging.
Barely even a goodbye.
Just backpacks bouncing down the sidewalk while I stood there realizing we’d made it to the thing I’d been hoping for all along.
And somehow, I wasn’t ready for it.
Turns out raising confident, independent kids is incredibly rewarding.
And also a little rude 🥲
