My DS1 is 18 today. And I've lived to tell the tale! Parts of the past couple of years have been pretty grim, but he does actually seem to be growing up. :) And from now on, if he messes up, it's not my fault! Oh, I know that's over-simplifying things, but you know what I mean...
I feel a real sense of relief!
Anyone else had powerful emotions like this as their kids reach their 18th birthdays?