I hate corny sayings about growing up. I hate when the only things we can think to say about the passage of time is the same thing thats been said a billion times before. I hate a lot of things.
Trying to think of the right way to convey my feelings about tomorrow is hard. Hard actually doesn’t do it justice. It’s impossible.
Tomorrow we take our daughter, Luna, to college… and all I can think to say is, Fuck, time sure does fly. For the first time, our little girl won’t be living with us.

Luna will be 18 next month and starts her first semester of college on Monday. My wife and I are of course stressed, sad, happy and proud.
I keep thinking about the years leading up to this. I have to admit, it never seemed like this day would come. It was easy to put off in the back of my mind. Then all of a sudden you feel like it just comes out of no where. The little girl we had when we were 18 is growing up and making her first steps out into her life as an adult.

I sat down to type this and thought I was going to write this impressive well written testament to my love and pride and confusion about my daughter beginning this leg of her life. I’m still at a loss. All I can say is how proud I am to know this girl. To know that I will always know her and love her as she makes her own way in the world.
She is a smart kid. She is going to do great things and impress the shit out of all of you.

So, yeah… I remember holding her for the first time. I remember her 1st birthday and I remember every year in between. I’m going to remember taking her to her first year of college and every year after.
I am going to miss her, but I am so happy for her.

The years just fly by.

We wish you luck, Luna, and we are always thinking about you and are always here for you. We love you and are so very proud.