I feel as if I’m less stressed about my daughter’s life (probably helps that she has an apartment of her own, now), but I’m wondering whether “healthy” and “disengaged” are really the same. It’s not that I’m disinterested, or don’t care. It’s just that it’s easier to resign myself to knowing there are things in her life that I can’t do anything about … and that THAT is the way it’s supposed to be. Again, much easier when the person isn’t living in my house. Much easier to send loving good wishes for her life, without continuously judging that it’s being done “wrong” because it’s not being done “my way.”