I don't know about anyone else but having raised a young woman to adulthood and letting her go is as traumatic a transition as I can think of. While there's been many other transitions in my life: my first stay overnight with relatives; joining the military; getting married; etc. the transition btw parent and outsider in your child's life has to be one of the hardest. Women in this society are defined by how well or poorly they raise their children to be productive citizens but then I guess that's always been true in every society from time immortal. While as a writer I have other interests in which to occupy my time, it's still difficult to accept the concept of losing someone I've watched turn from a helpless child into a determined, strong woman and consider more of a friend than a daughter. While I've lost a daughter I've gained as well, gained a different perspective on life than what I would've had if she hadn't existed for which I'm grateful. My biggest hope is that, in the future still to come, she cherishes and remembers transitions not as sad occasions but joyous ones full of promise.