Missing Out     

“Ohhhhkay!” Mendy claps his hands. “This limo leaves in exactly sixty seconds. One last smother, everyone, and then Avrumi is off to the big leagues.”

The big leagues. High school. My baby, off on his own. I always knew this day would come, living out of town, but it’s so hard to process it now that it’s here.

He’s an amazing kid; I’ve known him all his life. He’s going to do fantastic. But what about all the other factors… the other kids, the rebbeim, the dormitories, the dorm counselors? What if he gets sick, or hungry, or homesick?

I try to push these worries out of my mind and wrap him in one more hug.