Article by: MaryEllen | Monday, September 4, 2017

By MaryEllen Tribby

I am so happy you could be here for this very special H.I.M. issue.
Now as I explained before, H.I.M. stands for:

  • Helpful
  • Inspirational
  • Motivational

I know this issue will prove the above to be true as every working mom will be able to relate to this issue in some way.

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Summer has quickly come to an end and it’s back to school. However, this every year occurrence is different for so many families. As a matter of fact it can be very different from year to year within the same family.

I remember last year at this time dropping Mikaela at college for the first time. The months leading up to this momentous event was heart-wrenching. I cried everyday. The single thought of not seeing my first born each day was devastating.

Finally when I had to leave her dorm room, as I hugged her and the sobs took total control of my entire body, Mikaela said something so simple and so profound. She said, “Mom, it’s all good.”

And it was.

Mikaela’s first time ever away from home was one for the record books. Here’s a brief recap:

  • She received a full scholarship between her academics and softball.
  • She was accepted into the Honors Program.
  • She was the only freshman to start on her softball team and the first player to hit a homerun during the season.
  • She made the Dean’s List both semesters.
  • Her softball team won the D2 NCAA Championship and went to the Softball World Series.
  • She went to Europe with the Global Leadership Council for 10 days with other Honor students from all over the world.

As you can see one of the hardest days of my life, letting go of my baby, was the start of one of the best years of Mikaela’s life!

I dropped a girl off at college and got back a young lady who started realizing her dreams – a young lady I am so proud of and one that I know can truly make a huge impact on the world.

This year, the experience was totally different. For one, hubby took Mikeala to school. I was able to say good-bye to her without sobbing (in front of her anyway, I waited until the car was out of the driveway). And I am excited for her, to see what her second year at college will bring.

I was proud of myself. I knew by letting go, that I have grown.

Because as they drove away, her soothing words rung through my head . . .
. . . Mom, it’s all good!