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This morning I will be driving home, waiting to return to New England in two weeks. Years ago when my son first moved here for college, it was so hard to say goodbye when I went home. I always cried. Then he got married so when I went home, I said goodbye to two people. It was harder. I still cried. Now I have a granddaughter so I say goodbye to three people. I cry more. Soon there will be four people. I look forward to more happy tears.