I had an interesting conversation with my #2 Son recently where he "informed" me that he was going sailing up to the Abrolhos Islands during his Easter break from Uni. I had absolutely no objection to him embarking on this fun adventure, none whatsoever. What struck me as different was that for more or less the first time (about something reasonably important) he was not "ASKING" me if he could go, but telling me he was and it was sort of "oh, by the way Mum, Clare and I are going......."
After I put the phone down I realised that yet another phase of my life has started. One where I am no longer in charge of the train that my children ride. Both of them are now at University, half way around the world from me. They both have lovely girlfriends and though they still need to call for emergency bank transfers (often), I have very little control over how they live their lives any more.
This realisation has come with some interesting consquences. I have discovered that I now have no particular reason to spend half the year in Australia. My days of showing up for Parent Teacher meetings are over, no more sports carnivals or canteen duty or chocolate touting fund raisers. I have months of Mother-time to figure out what to do with and it's making my brain itch! In a good way I think ....now I just have to figure out how to scratch that itch and find a new focal point in life. .....not that they boys won't always be THE focal point, but you get what I mean right?