Our eldest has flown the coup! That has got to be the quickest eighteen years and ten months EVER! But she has flow to pursue her burning ambition and for that I am eternally grateful! But she’s gone abroad, and that adds another dimension…she may never live here again. I don’t think that’s always a bad thing (having emigrated myself when I was nineteen), but it’s sad all the same. Our home is different too. Certainly quieter, but somehow incomplete. But this is what you do as parents. You set the game up, but you know that it is not a game that you will ever play, that’s for your child to do. You hope that you’ve set the game up in such a way that the odds of winning are stacked heavily in their favour, but you can never tell what the game will present them with. But boy – what an adventure this game is!
