I held it together until I reached my car, but as I slid into the driver’s seat and closed the door; the tears came. It was my first time ever attempting a drop-off line with my son. I got confused and entered the wrong way, only to have to back out and find my correct place at the back of the line.

“Wherever you go, there you are.”   That’s a funny thing my mom used to say.   Only funny because she had no idea that the intended meaning of the phrase she used to encourage me actually meant something entirely different.   She said this to me when I was leaving grade school for middle school. Or,

Here's the thing. Kids will make their own mistakes. They will falter and flounder through this painful thing called growing up. The best we can do for them, after all the teaching and preaching is done, is to continue to be a listening ear, an encouraging coach...and yes, of course at times that wi