I have one foot in, one foot out, so to speak. My daughter is learning independence as she experiences her first year of college in a town far enough away to make moving into a dorm practical. I have a teenaged son at home, a freshman in high school. We're adjusting to having just the two of us here, and it is surprising to my daughter to sometimes meet a united front when she wants something to go back to the old way and it doesn't (she always rode in the front seat in the pickup, he in the back. No more. He's also taller, so has a stronger claim on the leg room).

Life goes on. I have a million things to do once I have the time and room and am not running kids all over and doing extra laundry and cooking, etc.

SRS