Maybe my perspective is different. I spent one summer at home in college and vowed to never go back. And I didn’t. I loved (still do!) my parents but they couldn’t let me go–they kept me in the child role and I was trying to become independent of them. It took a lot to break free and become my own person. I never expected my kids to hang around (since I certainly didn’t) and totally understood that they need to carve out their own universe that does not include me.
They’ll return to you–but then as adults. It’s a new relationship and honestly more fun and satisfying in many ways. That’s when you know you not only raised great kids but great people in their own right.
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