We may think we know what to expect at significant times in our lives. Then wow! It’s here. It’s happening. Brain shoved aside by gut, fuelled by an incoming tide from the unconscious.
Recently our younger daughter collected HER younger daughter from school, for the last time. “I felt SAD; nineteen years of taking to & and from schools.” As grandparents, seeing grandchildren off to a first paid job and to Uni, we can only recall that mixture of relief from responsibility, pride, emptiness… years ago,now. And what of those whose children have scant hope of grabbing this first rung of adulthood? Twiggy nest crammed full.