My 2 went in the army when they turned 18.
And i loved it they have been home twice since then, both now in their 20s and i get a post card with their face on it, or a call every 3 months, flowers sent via post on my bithday and mothers day.
At first it was not hard it was different, and i was and still am very proud to have raised two boys into two inderpendent men.
They will always have a home they know where the door is day or night.
But they have a life and i want them to live it.
I have have a new chapter now.
When i was packing up thier bedroom a few years back, i knew they was not coming home again like it use to be.
But it was like packing up the life i had delt with and now starting a new one with a new chapter.
And tbh i love it i love my freedome love the fact i know they are doing what they love, and love that they are inderpendent i`ll always be their mum but they dont need me like they did, i will always be a mom but i dont do parenting anymore.
Op what im saying is the best thing ive learned is watching them grow in to inderpendent adults, knowing their going be just fine without me.
So now i do my thing clubs hobbies seeing more of mates doing me things.
I never want my chilchren to cling to me, i didnt want a bond so strong we couldnt be apart for to long, we love eachother dearly but they have a life to live, and so do i.