and the reasons to use it and not to use it. Today I’m still recovering from getting the Oglet moved 5 hours away and into her dormitory for her first semester at university. I knew this day was coming, but knowing didn’t make it any easier. She is excited and maybe a little apprehensive but we wish her the absolute best, and we hope she works hard and does well. And we will walk by her bedroom with the bed not slept in several times a day and it will suck.
I can imagine my parents were only too damned ready to be shut of me. I know all the things about this that make it good and wonderful and what we all want for our progeny, but it still feels like an involuntary amputation.