Logic tells me that we raise our kids to go out and live their lives, and then the hardest thing we do is let go and let them do it. I can safely say that my youngest of three, who marries in two weeks, is now 32 and I have only NOW just begun to be less anxious about all three of them. I've learned I can't influence how often or when I hear from them, the choices they make, or what and when they may do anything in life. Somewhat freeing, but absolutely a hard place to arrive at, in my "dadhood." Thanks for this snapshot. I"m not alone.