We knew the end of this school year would bring major change to our household. Somehow, it was not the graduation party nor the college orientation that made the tears begin to flow. Rather, it was when I had to tell our martial arts school that I was paying G's last tuition check. I handled it with much maturity, muttering something about how I "don't like to talk about G leaving" and abruptly walked away. I am so proud, happy, and excited, but I am also sad. Just don't ask me to talk about it.
G leaves in a week, and mom is feeling all the things.
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