Across from the elevator I see two deflated Cornell-colored balloons — a reminder that the festivities for the class of 2015 are over.
Our driver gets us back to Manhattan in record time, under four hours.
My legs feel the daily 5-6 mile walks. I like that they ache.
Everything about the weekend was perfect. Alexander is lucky to have three loving grandparents all participating in this important milestone. If I had to change one thing, it would only be this: I needn't have packed three pair of stylish shoes.
One pair of running shoes would have been enough.
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