The best thing about trying to name a baby is realizing how many people you hate.
That’s pretty much all I know about having or raising kids. But I do understand better about a child leaving the nest, thanks to Rob Lowe. He wrote a very enlightening chapter in his latest book about dropping off his older son at college for the first time last year, and how bittersweet it was for the whole family. I gave the book to my friend John, who just flew across the country to drop his older daughter off UConn.
In the midst of their trip, John’s family went out to eat, and above their table was Rob Lowe’s signed headshot.
Now, I don’t really believe in signs from the universe, but if I did, that sure was something.