A year ago we hadn’t even visited Celia’s college for the first time. Now it’s her new home.

And today we drive up to see her. It’s Family Day, a convention I don’t remember from my own college years.

Though it was less than two months ago that we helped move her in, now it’s her school. She’ll give us her own tour, the kind you always want your children to give, the kind that comes from knowing and loving a place and wanting to share it as your own.