My daughter just entered her first year of college and it brought me back to the time that I went to college. Through my daughter, I was able to relive the feeling of being excited about being on my own, about meeting new people and even about the coursework that would be involved.

The first week she came home with a list of the essays that she was going to have to do for her classes, she seemed a little bummed, but I assured her that it would not be as bad as it seemed. After all, if I made it through college, she certainly would.

It did not take her long before she had essay writing down to an art form and now she has a little bit of free time to go out and enjoy those new friends that she is making. She is really enjoying the experience and I hope that she comes out of it with as fond of memories as I did.