Parents rarely let go of their children, that’s a fact. Children do let go of their parents though, and they move further into the world by finding other things to define them. Mom’s loving arms around them or their father’s approving words no longer mean everything to them, so they need something new and exciting.
Let me be honest: I don’t like this.
I don’t like the realization that I’ve done the same to my parents, that I let go of them in order to pursue my own life, I don’t like the thought that at one point I thought I didn’t need them anymore and I don’t like thinking that my kids will once go through this exact same thing.
I don’t like it, because I know what happens after the excitement of leaving wears off: you find yourself in tears, hanging on to every little story about your parents, canoeing your way on dangerous waters of remembrance and remorse.
I don’t want this for Evelyn, I don’t want this for me. So what’s the solution?
You’re right! Lock her up in the house until she’s gray and old, and we will enjoy each other’s presence for ever and ever! (enter evil minion laughter)