It's the third year she's moved away from me to do this, so you'd think I'd be used to it.
I miss my daughter when she's not here at home and I worry about her too.
I realize the reason she can go and be successful on her own is because I've done my job.
I want her to be independent.
I want her to not need me.
I just want all that and I want her with me too.
And yes, I realize that makes no sense.
My heart just doesn't make sense.