“Mom, I’m coming home” my son said. My heart cringed from the unexpected disappointment in his voice. It sounded colder than the icy March temperatures outside. College athletes juggle their tight schedules between training, playing and school, so home visits are few and far between. I wait for those phone calls that also include lists of meals and activities he wants to squeeze in during the weekend. Even though my work multiplies compared to my regular empty nester schedule, I embrace it and wait for it like a child waits for Christmas. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “The school decided to go fully online because of the Coronavirus,” he responded. “But…