You know how sometimes the facts that live in your head just hit you all at once in a different place?
I had one of those moments today. I was dropping my senior-in-high-school son off at his college math class. As he walked away from the car he turned around and gave me a little wave. It was right out of the movie Big--you know, that moment at the end when Margaret Colin is watching grown-up Tom Hanks walk down the leaf-strewn street, only to briefly glance away and look back to find that he has changed again into his little boy self?
I had a flash like that today. For a fleeting moment, I saw in my great big 18-year-old man the little boy he once was.
I cried all the way home.