I woke up this morning with a hollowness at my center. It finally hit me that my girl will be moving to another city in a week. The world is so in flux. I've been hiding out from my feelings. Next week, our son will help us drive our girl to Boston. Her partner will follow with his mother and sister and the moving truck. I'm going to miss these two lovely young people being just across town. It evening now, but not yet dark. "Dinner's ready," my husband just said. He made his delicious zucchini noodle lasagna. I'm going to eat with him, and then I'm going to climb into bed and pull the covers over my head.