This fall, I’ll be moving our oldest daughter into a house with five of her friends for her junior year of college, dropping our son off at a dorm for his freshman year, and helping our youngest pick out her outfit for the first day of middle school.

In a short month, Belle will be the same age I was when I lost my virginity. I’m scared shitless. I want so much more for her. I want her to be better than me, value herself better than I did, and, above all, know she is loved not only by me but by God.