Protective was the first word to describe them. Out with friends or even staying with relatives for a few days was impossible. Felt like prison.
Time passed. They aged. The toughness of life. They realised they have to adapt to the world. They became wiser.
As the children grew older, they knew they had to let them leave for good. Leave for their living.
They knew, one day, it had to happen—this is how life goes.