But I wasn't dancing. I wasn't even whistling. Birds Gotta Fly . . . I knew this was supposed to happen.
Kids leave the nest.
Forge healthy adult identities unencumbered by their parents. Get that college education we've all been conditioned to believe is crucial to their success and happiness. My answers came, with some hesitation, from that voice in my heart that always tells the truth. You love them deeply. You like living with them, as a family.