My baby's first day of school is over and I did not cry, I felt it coming on, but didn't. It was more sad to pick her up from school then to let her go, she looked so little with her backpack on, sitting on the curb, for her ride to get her.
I took the advice from my psychiatrist and took a Xanex that morning. I didn't do all the things I had planned to do that day. I got lost in my shock of reading my 'childhood town newspaper.
That is all interesting today.