My 23-year old son is looking to buy a co-op in the next few weeks and move back to NYC. It's been great having him home since March and while I get his desire to make this move and get on with life, the 'flying from the nest' part has me in a melancholy mood. The other guy, 21, is looking to move to NYC too but not that soon -- so I still have my 'sports partner' around for a bit longer. When he moves, that's gonna' be a tough one for this dad.
For those of you with young ones, I'll say it again, love 'em up every day as much as you can. The heartfelt joy of a family being close is irreplaceable.