I've blogged about my oldest daughter leaving for school.

Last night (today) my youngest left.

I've got no spare child left.

Why does it feel so bad when everything that we've wantend them to become actually comes about and they sprout their wings and fly without us?

Yes, I'm happy she made the drive from Indiana to South Carolina.  Yes, I'm sad she did it without me.  How could she do this without me?  What am I to do now that she is steering without me?