The Time Has Come...

We will leave in a few hours - 6.5 to be exact - to head to Charleston to move her into her college dorm.  I'm trying really hard not to be overly emotional.  I know I'll be emotional and that's ok - I just don't want to be overly emotional because, well, that's not good for her and it just gives those who have been giving me a hard time some sort of "I told you so" moment.  Books are ordered, almost every stitch of clothing she owns is packed, she has a new hair straightener, toiletries, comfortable bedding complete with a monogrammed pillow sham, and her Joshie Bear sitting on top of it all, the only one allowed to go with her on this journey.