And for me, the chain continues ....
Our two older children, the ones we placed in boarding school, now live far away from us. I think they would say that they resonate with much of what you wrote, when it comes to their own relationship with us, their parents.
Our two younger ones, on the other hand, were day students at the mission school, not "dorm kids".
Now adults with their own families, they both live within a few miles of us, and we are very involved in their lives and the lives of their children. Just two days ago my younger daughter texted me, "I had a really bad day," and wanted to tell me all about it. And she is 34.
Our older son and his family recently visited us here. Toward the end of their visit, after he had spent a good deal of time with his two youngest siblings, he observed to me that the two younger ones have a much different relationship with us than he and our second-born do. He said that because they were never separated from us and placed in boarding, "I think they experienced your love as safety, and grace."
I wanted to cry.
But I am also pleased that he is analyzing and verbalizing the differences.
And grateful that he finally feels safe enough with me to tell me about it.
And he is 42.