We were discussing children at work today and one colleague said "two down and one to go". She was referring to the number of children living at home. I don't think I ever felt that way.
We just lit our Chanukah candles without any of our children home. It's so lonely and sad. I miss the fighting over who was going to light which menorah, the color of the candles and whether it would be a big or little present that night.
I know my kids are grown, happy in their own lives, hundreds of miles from here and I am happy for them. But, I can't help but get teary looking at the flames fluttering away.