It doesn’t happen in a moment, but leaving home is one big jump forward. From my side it’s a recalibration of time, place and manner. On her side, it’s a whole new world. Remember your parents—stage dressing. I spent the summer in retail therapy for the strains of departure—laptops and Ipods and plugs and clocks and phones and cords. I remember I faced motherhood with a similar electronics buy-a-thon.
Well, an inventory of Big Words has to mention Friendship, doesn’t it? It’s a word that gets richer for me.I’m grateful for wonderful friends.