The air has been cleared a little. Growing kids is hard and it is especially hard when they are literally on the branch about to take flight into their own lives. Will they be ok? Will they cope? Have I done enough? When the black clouds descend will they have enough reserves to see it through? I like to think, yes to all the questions and if not, then they just have to call home. And if a nagging is in order, they might just get one!