Dillusions

I was disillusioned to believe, for many years mind you, that once my kids were grown and gone that life would be easier. No worries on my part!
No panic attack because they weren't home before midnight, no stresses over homework or whether they were making it to class.
No concerns about what teacher they would get next year, or if their friends would make fun of the outfit I bought.

No worries!

WRONG!!!!

I find myself stressing more about my adult kids than the rest of them combined. It's not fair! I've paid my dues, haven't I? They shouldn't be my worry anymore, right? Not so, I tell you!

Now the concerns are bigger, tougher, harder.
Will they be able to support themselves?
Will they be able to find jobs after college?
Will they make wise decisions?
What if they run out of money? How will they eat?

And don't even ask me about what happens when babies start coming! I'm sure I'll have a nervous breakdown then!

Ahhh motherhood.....

WHAT WAS I THINKING?!