If M goes to London, I volunteer to be his bag keeper!
Mutatio - I remember when my first child went out of the country. That was rough! A different kind of rough. When they're here, although they may rarely be home, it's easy to feel like we could "be there in an instant" if they needed us for some reason.
Now, when my first child went overseas, it was to go fight in a war, so it was a little more complicated. But I finally realized I have no control over fate. If it's "kid's" time to go, then ,so be it. He could have a car accident right in front of my house!
That was an important and necessary lesson for me to learn. The realization the I have ZERO control regarding the safety of my kids led to further realizations about just how little I actually do control! LOL I'm laughing - but it was really a turning moment in my life. My stress dropped, worrying did no good. I was more relaxed, because I wasn't worrying. And so on...
You are far more evolved than I in this area, but I imagine it was hard even for you to send your child so far away, no matter how much she wanted to go. How did the rest of the family do with the change? Is it still feeling a bit awkward?
