Parents must realize that adult children still need them, and be wise enough to guide them properly

The Midrash derives from the wording here that Yaakov lived out his final years enjoying the nachas of watching his burgeoning family’s growth.
It’s the best of times, it’s the worst of times.
It’s the culmination of decades of dreams, of whispered tefillos and silent tears. It’s the apex of nachas.
But it also means loneliness. You walk past dark bedrooms, finally emptied of the clutter that irked you for so long, and are surprised at the pang you feel. You’ve labored so long, invested so much, only to be left behind as your children take off for new vistas.
When my girls got married, I was caught between these two extremes. I felt tremendous gratitude toward Hashem for having merited such a zechus, but an aching void as my best friends for the last 20 years flew off to their bright futures.
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