<p>A few observations:</p>
<p>1) It depends on the child - I’m pushing my child to take a few risks in some areas, while being privately appalled about some ideas - as in flying Boston 1 day early, spending a night in some hotel somewhere, then going back to Logan to catch a bus to Hanover (at age 17, can they even book a hotel room at 17), would be just fine with no worries/ concerns on our part - what you mean Mom, you don’t think I could manage?? Well, yes dear I’m sure YOU could manage, it’s me I’m not so sure about. In the end we may do this, but with reservations and clear instructions.
Now with child number 2, I may be the one driving around town hoping to spot him from his in town LAC.</p>
<p>2) There is a difference in rules at home and rules in school, in going to another town for a concert without asking/telling Mom and Dad, and in going to another city for the weekend, or in driving 300 miles to Alaska. There is also differences in asking permission, and in having the courtesy to tell your family where you are, and in discussing the adviseability of a decision as an adult with your parents. Getting from a state of living under careful supervision at home to being an independent adult takes years and many smaller steps for most of our kids today, and quite, frankly, people who are mature adults and care for their family members don’t go off for days without telling people where they are (aahhh, how about the Ga “runaway bride” fiasco) even at age 40.
I think that I am justified about having rules about sexual behavior, illegal behavior (ie underage drinking) and spending large amounts of my money in my own home - regardless of whether or not my daughter has gone to college and come home or not. In return she gets a very expensive education for free, and a roof as long as she needs one - she will gradually become a guest in my house as well as part of the family, and if she ever has to become a permanent resident of my house, then another set of discussions is in order.</p>
<p>I liken this to an event, relatively early in my marriage - I have always been a terrible worrier, even as a small child, and I thought my husband understood this. Once, before kids, but after we had been married about 4 years, he accepted an invitation for a day of sailing, he had told me before he left that he would be gone about 6-8 hours tops, which seemed short to me, because it was over 1 hour to get to the place where the boat would be put in, but what did I know. I was just about ready to call the state police when he had been gone for 12 hours, when he called and said they had just gotten the boat out, adn were going for dinner before driving home - I was livid, because I was hysterical I think I told hem to just don’t bother coming home, he has now learned that I have to have either open-ended commitments, “I don’t know, but it will be late”, or fairly accurate estimated of when people will be home (cell phones are a mental health tool for me), because I become so uncomfortable otherwise. Different people, different ways to manage.</p>