Just dropped my infant newlywed daughter off at the airport for her honeymoon. When taking one last glance of her in the rear-view mirror, I felt the same way I did when I dropped her off at kindergarten for the very first time. Thrilled for her at the life that was just waiting for her to take hold of, and devastated for me at the door to one of the best times in my life being slammed shut in my face. Oh brother.
