And...it's Empty Nest

On Tuesday night, our youngest moved out.  She is 21.  It is time for her to start her own life.  I am ready for her to do that.   I know she is wanting to do that.   She has left home a couple times before for brief periods and lived with friends, but it was brief and not really permanent and we all knew it wasn't permanent. 

This time is different, and again, yes it is time.   Yet, it felt bittersweet.    But, better than when the older three left...it has become easier as time moves forward.   So, it's down to us old married people and our dogs.   The quiet.   The house to ourselves.   Our time.   Hmm.   Am I ready to not "parent" on a daily basis?  

Oh, yea, she (#4) moved a whole five blocks away. 
  
Ha!