All I could do was simultaneously smile and cry when I saw my oldest son’s senior pictures. So grown up. A young man about ready to launch into adulthood. I think about how since the day I found out I was pregnant with him, I have loved and adored and protected and cared for and worried about the well-being of this kid. He and I were sitting together when the tears rolled down my face as we looked at his portraits. He looked at me with surprise and patience. I think he’s getting used to seeing me cry every time I think about him growing up and going off to college.