Dreading the family transition

I am now officially the mother of three adults — at least on paper.

The baby of the family turned 18 this week and when she goes off to college in the fall, the home dynamic will shift.

Of course, add her departure to our middle child graduating from college in the spring (and likely not moving back home), and the shift is even bigger. I know I have to get used to it. So why am I dreading it?

Our family has been in a transition stage for a while, which has given me a reprieve from the empty nest. For the past seven years, one or both boys have been at college and home only on breaks. Our oldest — now a college grad with a great degree from a great school and a great job — did move back home after graduation and still lives with us, at least for now. (For all of you wondering why he’s still under our roof, his job is close by and doing so enabled him to pay off his college debt — in two years, I might add! Now he’s working on building a savings so he can either A, move out; or B, go to graduate school.)

I know we raise children so that they can grow up and go out on their own and help make the world a better place. Time to let go.

I just don’t want to.

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