Well, it's finally happening!
My youngest 2 boys, (and their friend who has lived with us for 18 months) have managed to get a place to live and the means to pay the deposit (no thanks to student finance) near Uni, and are moving out next Saturday.
Had my first child out of 6 at 18, and now I'm saying goodbye at 55 to the last 2!
I love them to bits, I'm so proud of them,
and I know I will miss them, although I will probably be making regular trips down there with goodies, lol.
But for the first time in 36 years I will have no youngsters to cater for. In some ways I am quite looking forward to making time for myself and my partner. Having space to do what we want, when we want. Does that sound selfish?
How have others in the same situation felt about it?