We work so hard to make them independent and then grieve when they are. Life can be such hoot sometimes. When our oldest and only daughter moved out I waved with a smile on my face until they were out of site. Then I locked myself in the bathroom and cried till I was sick. It was the same with our boys. But one or another have been in and out for a while. Now have our youngest and his 2 year old son. I know this will not last forever, so I just try to enjoy each day. Some days it's harder than others, cause we are geting set in our ways, but it's doable. Just let yourself have one good cry then pull it together and start a new quilt and say a prayer with each stitch!! That will help both of you.