I put the car in reverse and back out of the driveway.  I begin a 14-hour drive to a college we visited once.  She has a dream and she’s chasing it.  I have a knot in my stomach and peace in my heart. I am at once happy, sad, excited, fearful and nostalgic. I am her mom.  She travels to a beginning. I travel to an end.  Her beginning leads to new friends, experiences, freedom, memories.  My end leads to a house void of her laughter, her backpack on the floor, her school-day run home for lunch, her energy, her clothes pushing out the laundry chute, her friends. Her.   When…