In life, there are steps that we fear or that one looks forward, steps that are specific that there is life before and after life: marriage, birth of a child, entering into active life, retirement, leaving the children, death of parents and many others ....
Today I saw one of these stages: the last chick leaves the house. I know I still see him often, he is still not fully independent. But it will not be there every day. For 35 years I have always had children with me: one, two and three. Then they went one, two, and this is the last time that flies. The house will be quiet. We'll have to hold life together and hope it is as long as possible (we know the next step). Yes the departure of the last is a special time even if you're prepared for months, even though it was hoped, even though we know that this is normal, he must live his life, that he has chosen his path, we did the same thing, etc..
There will be moments of blues, and it concerns the discovery of the management of everyday life.
Courage my son, my best wishes and we will accompany you there if you need.
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