More than a day actually. My daughter moved into her first apartment this weekend along with roommates from her student days. My wife and I are back to being empty-nesters.
In my own life the move into my first-year university dorm was the real break with my family; every other stay with my family was a temporary surrendering of autonomy. I face her departure that way, that moving her into her first university dorm was the real change in our roles. Like many of her peers she stayed with us after graduation while she built up her bank account as is prudent.
I love my children but I am blessed with also liking them. That is not a given but they are interesting people who are good company, caring about important things and yet playful at the same time. So far they are still happy to chat with us regularly and I have hope that our bonds will continue to be strong. I'll do my part.
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