From control freak to letting go

Used to think being a good dad meant micromanaging everything. What they ate, what they wore, who their friends were, what sports they played. My oldest got to college and barely talked to me. That broke me. Started going to therapy and realized I was trying to control them because I was scared of losing them. Now I'm the opposite, I ask about their lives instead of telling them how to live. We actually talk now. I miss the days when I thought I had all the answers but gaining my relationship with my son back is worth it.