That late September afternoon a lot of things happened. Maybe more than I knew. Because that afternoon, when my parents took me to college, they didn’t just drive me there, they let me go. Maybe that’s how it had to be. Children leave. And parents stay behind. Still, some things are deeper than time and distance, and your parents will always be your parents. And they will always leave a light on for you, when you’re supposed to come home.
Thoughts on growing up (III)