30 years ago, my parents let me go to Tahiti and Australia with my soccer team as part of a cultural exchange program. They were brave, sending me off to stay with strangers so far away and without cell phones or email to stay connected. They gave me freedom to explore and to become more independent. And I’m sure they were scared and sad and excited for me, all at the same time.

Today, CJ took off with his school group to explore Washington, D.C. He was excited and proud and ready, with a big smile on his face and no fear. He didn’t see the tears in my eyes, letting go and letting him be his courageous and adventurous self. I’m proud of him and I hope he has the best time! Don’t forget to write, text, stay hydrated, and call your mama!! 🙂