Fly away

Fly away. This gorgeous little boy is now on the cusp of adulthood and no longer needs me very much at all.
Early in the morning we will be driving down the country to Heathrow, for him to fly on his own to the other side of the world to visit his uncle, aunt and cousins in Singapore.
Who's more scared, him or me? Silly question of course it's me... He is about to fly the nest on an adventure of a lifetime. I know that when he gets back in a few weeks he will be even more grown up and need me even less.
Feeling a bit redundant as a mum :-(