The worrying about them is awful, isn't it. But yesterday morning DS announced that he had a lot of paperwork to do. I thought he meant uni stuff, but no, it was about reserving his room in his house for another year, deciding which room he wanted, sorting out his student loan for this coming semester and sorting out his rent payments. My instinct is still to jump in and ask if he needs help, but I kept quiet. I shall leave it a few days and ask if it all went through ok, but I still find it astonishing that a 19 year old with a bad memory can cope with all that.
My DCS appreciated home far more once they had been absent from it for a while. DD came back and forth after a few setbacks, I didn't ever feel used, I was glad that she had us to be her rock to come back to. A safe place to have a breather, and I enjoyed having her back. I think we have only ever had one mild spat since she left home, she has said several times that it was only once she left home and lived with another person that she realised fully what I had done for her. We are very close. One day you will have that, too.