San Diego or bust. My heart was split in two yesterday. The oldest Wild One boarded a plane bound for California...by herself. I am bursting with pride at her independence and hurting with fear of not having her under my wing. Is this a fraction of what August will feel like for all the parents sending their kids off to college? Except that their happy dance will last longer than a week.
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Oh my! Fun for M.A.! Gotta hear the details!
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