I don't think children ever really leave home. How could I? You hold something precious for me...unconditional love. That's why I still call you when I have good news and I want someone to cheer for me. That is why I call when I have a fever and all I want to do is hear your voice. That is why I call you when the baby is teething and I know you can't reach through the phone and hold her, but somehow I still feel your love over here on the other side of the world and it strengthens me.
So, while there are many morning I wish I could come over and cook you pancakes, drink a cup of coffee with you, and talk that idle chatter about things that matter not except that they fill quiet spaces with friendship, I just wanted you to know that your nest isn't empty. I'm still there. And yes, my old room is more a library now and I have my own home and loving family, but your home is still and always will always hold part of my heart.
Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.