Not sure what I'm asking here, but this came from a recent conversation with a friend.
For those with growing/grown children (upper teens or older) what would you want to see/accomplish/help with with regard to children before you feel comfortable moving away from them? Relocating to a different part of the country or even abroad. At what point in your childrens' lives/accomplishments do you feel it is ok to leave them physically, not financially (if you choose) or emotionally of course. College graduation? Graduate school graduation? Wait until they have steady jobs and are getting on independently with their lives? At what point is it not selfish to go pursue your dreams of traveling the world (covid notwithstanding) and not have a 'home base' in the 'home town' for them to drop by on weekends on a whim or if they are in some sort of a bind (fight with roommate/boy-girl-friend, between jobs, etc)?
Friend and I were discussing this the other day and there is a lot of guilt wrapped around this type of situation. We are similar age, but at different financial stages in our lives. Kids of similar ages. Different future goals for myself and my friend, but assumptions above would give both of us some perspective.
Thank you all for your thoughts so far.
To address couple comments - I thing the main concern here is not who will move away (kid or parent) but that there will not be 'home base' for the kid. That parent may not be available on the moment's notice if traveling/living abroad, etc.
Great question!
Our daughter graduated from high school in 2010. Since then she's not only grown & flown but achieved orbital parameters. I'm not sure her experience is relevant to this discussion, but I might be suffering from confirmation bias.
I think the answer is: It's not about your young adults-- it's about you.
If it makes you happy to stay in one place to stoke the home fires (and offer respite grandchild care), then you should do that. I think the "home base" is an urban legend when Americans move a median of every seven years, but maybe home base is what happens wherever & whenever a parent and an adult child get together.
If it makes you happier to travel, then you should travel. If they want to get together while you're traveling then share your itinerary and buy them a plane ticket. Or if they just want to live in your house while you're gone then treat them like a Trusted Housesitters contract and leave them a To Do list.
I'd leave them physically somewhere between high school graduation and the next milestone (college or trade school). During our daughter's college years we still traveled on her college schedule: visiting her during families weekend and being home for most of the breaks. Around junior year she started her own routine for spring break but still came home during Christmas and a week or two in the summer. I think she came home one summer while my spouse and I were away on travel, and she rattled around our home by herself for a week before we returned. (It was nice to have a concierge caring for the place while we were away! ... and I never asked what went on while we were away.) During her Christmas break on senior year, we traveled overseas together for three weeks.
In retrospect, it was interesting how our daughter's calls/texts/e-mails evolved during the college years:
Freshman: "Mom! Dad! I have bad grades, my professors hate me, I don't have any friends, and life sucks!! (*Sob*) Call meeeee!!"
Sophomore: "Mom, Dad, I have bad grades, my professors are jerks, and my friends don't understand. I could use a little cheering up-- can you give me a call? Hello?!?"
Junior: "Hi, Mom, Dad, I'm having trouble with a couple classes. I've talked with my professors and friends and I think I know what I want to do about it, but I'd like to run it by you guys too. Give me a call when you can, thanks, bye."
Senior: "Hi, Mom, Dad, a funny thing happened last week! Oh, and I've survived mid-term exams. I'll send you a longer e-mail. Love you, bye."
The lesson from those four years was that we could provide all the support she
wanted needed by phone calls and e-mails. Maybe today there'd be more Facetime, but the result would be the same. We got her through the speedbumps while she learned how to cope with "disasters" and build her own support network.
When my spouse and I became empty nesters, our mantra was "travel while you still can." We built up to be quite comfortable with our version of slow travel: 2-3 trips per year of 2-3 months each. We can't wait to get back to our "routine" of seeing the world, and the biggest debates are whether we return to our favorite places or travel to new favorite places. I suspect the debate will only end when we are no longer capable of traveling.
I've seen an 85-year-old military retiree in an east coast Space A passenger terminal with a cane in one hand (hip replacement) dragging a roller bag with his other. We were boarding a cargo jet. (He used the tail ramp.) His plan was "I'm flying to Europe for a few months." That was pretty much his destination and his itinerary, as long as it didn't get too cold or crowded. He's my new mentor for my life goals.
Now that our daughter and son-in-law have produced the world's cutest four-month-old granddaughter, we enjoy visiting her, er, I mean, them. But it still tends to be in the context of a longer trip: a few weeks at their place helping with baby care (and letting them catch up on sleep & date nights), then a month or two of our own travel elsewhere, and then a few more weeks at their place before returning to our home.
There's a chance that they'll be stationed on Oahu next year. We've told them that we're happy to help with
grandparent spoiling parenting but we don't want to raise our granddaughter or be the after-school childcare program. The analogy is "Reserve grandparenting": one drill weekend a month and two weeks of active duty every summer. But we all get along pretty well, and we'll all figure out a new routine.
And my spouse and I will continue to travel while we still can. If our family lives on Oahu then we won't have to worry about a housesitter!