She might be 1000 miles away.
A few months ago, I had this horrid feeling inside, knowing that she'd be leaving. I kept wondering, "Who'll keep the conversation lively at dinner? How can I face not seeing her each day?"
Well, let's just say that biology is kicking in, just like it did about 1 month before she was born. I remember I had these overwhelming urges to clean house, sew, and bake casseroles to store in the freezer. I couldn't figure it out...that is, until I heard about the "nesting instinct."
Today, it's sort of the opposite. I'm cleaning out the nest. It's time for her to go. She's "difficult" and I do and say everything wrong.
I'll will miss her so much and have a very strange feeling about the fact that 18 years flew by so quickly. But, I'll look forward to "peace" and "calm" in our home. It's time for her to go.