My mom tossed a hissy when I moved. Her mom, my grandmother supported my decision.
I have a roof over my head. There's groceries in the home. Lights are on. She said it would be my biggest mistake. Odd looking back on that time. I was proud of her independence when she became a widow. Then she went to a hs reunion. Quickly engaged and quickly remarried. Which looking back was a trend. Even my own father cannot "do life" alone.

I was not and am not their fill for loneliness and voids. And neither should you.