When my daughter said, “Mom, it’s just a day on the calendar,” it hit me—our family gatherings as we knew them are changing. It’s not about unwillingness, but calling. Our children were never meant to stay in the quiver; they were made to fly, to pierce darkness, and carry light. As they soar, it’s our time to rest, reflect, and rediscover who we are beyond motherhood. We are the launch point—and letting go is a sacred, beautiful part of the journey.