It's coming y'all. And no, I'm not talking the second coming. I'm talking the Big K.
The word gives me shivers of excitement, immense pride in my child and feelings of sudden loss. What am I going to do after five years of having my child CONSTANTLY with me? Write for most of the day, workout and make minor repairs to the house. And even though I have my day planned, I think for the first few days, I won't know what to do with myself, with this sudden onslaught of individual freedom.
The big day is Thursday...