Being the second youngest of six, I saw a lot of siblings move out and grow up. Eventually, my Mom and Dad moved to Texas a little while ago after Dad retired. All the kids had graduated college and it was a smarter financial move to go to Texas. A few of my sisters went with them too. Got a brother in Minnesota and a sister in Iowa and a little brother who is still here in IL.
I met my wife before they moved and I stayed in Illinois to see where it would lead because I had a sudden attack of intelligence and she seemed great.
She was. We're married now, which means I'm staying in Illinois for a while and it was for sure the best decision I've ever made. My brother stayed here because we have always been damn near inseparable.
Priorities change and life happens for sure. But I sure do miss the hell out of my Mom and Dad and my siblings. It's a 16 hour drive and I hate that I can't be around my family, despite truly enjoying being married and starting to build a family of my own.
Newspapers can and always have breathlessly reported on how spoiled and attached kids are nowadays (probably ever since the first newspaper was printed), but my parents didn't want any of us to feel pressured to leave or that we would be loved any less for staying under their roof to get our feet beneath us while we embarked on our journeys into this world. They wanted us to know we weren't alone.
We all moved out in our own time...some after grad school and others after undergrad. Nobody was a failure to launch or some Mom's basement failure. We just had different timelines and my parents were understanding and loving despite that.
If any newspaper or boomer has an issue with that they can go fuck themselves.
There was (and still is) so much love in my family and that's a thing to be celebrated, not looked upon as some disastrous coddling of the western mind.
Tl;DR I would bet you a PF dollar that your son misses you like hell.
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