The second to last fledgling has flown from the nest. Meaning? My son left for his last year of college this morning. He goes to school in Phoenix, only 120 miles away, and we will see him on Wednesday when we bring the bulk of his things up to him, but still. I'm a mix of emotions this morning - both happy and sad. This was likely his last summer home, because he hopes to get married shortly after graduation. I now only have one (out of 4, plus two step sons) left at home. She works and is in college full time herself, so it's not like I'll see much of her this fall, but she is still here :)
I'm certain there are others here who are going through this bittersweet time.