The Abandonment of the Nest

The calendar keeps sneaking up on me. I'm leaving home soon. I think about how everyone will keep living their lives and all will go on without me and it keeps me from worrying about my mother. My father doesn't have anyone else. A child of divorced parents, I've understood the reasons, accepted them, and seen it as the best. I only recently asked myself when I go who will give him hugs just because and who will ask him how he's feeling? I worry he'll think I've stopped caring. I worry he'll think I don't love him. I worry that a phone call simply to say hi isn't the same. And he'll feel I've left him and moved on. And who will be left there for him?