Empty, N’est Pas?

Let me take a break from being that guitar totin' woman of the world and wallow in sentimental mother-mode for a minute:  I miss my daughter so much sometimes!  I walk around feeling a little glum and wonder what's wrong with me.  Then I look at the clock and it's about ten to three and it hits me - I should be dropping everything to pick her up from school and give her a ride somewhere.  But I don't have to anymore. 

I try calling her but of course she's in class, or out doing some fun, exciting, young adult thing that perhaps she'll tell me about when I do reach her.  I find myself checking her myspace page, or even her friends' pages, just to get a sense of being around her. I think "This is really pathetic" but then it occurs to me that I'm doing the equivalent of going and sitting in her room, looking at her stuff and and then wistfully shutting the door.  But our stuff's in storage so I look for her in cyberspace - sometimes modern life is very weird.  And I wonder how other parents deal with this empty feeling that comes and goes.  I hope she doesn't read this, but I think I'm safe in assuming that she has better things to do than trawl the internet finding out what I'm up to.