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“The carpool is here. I’ll eat a

muffin when I get to school.”

"Have a good day, honey." I say,

but she's already out the door.

I sigh. My heart aches just a little.

Children grow up so fast, and suddenly,

you’re left with a feeling of melancholy

you cannot shake. The harsh reality that

they will one day soon, leave the nest and

venture out on their own hits you like a

ton of bricks.