It’s been some time since I have posted. Since December actually. The end of the year was chaotic, creative and crazy – a mix of 3 interesting ‘C’ words. I finished a sequel to my first novel, A Husband for Danna, traveled to relatives for the holidays and celebrated the engagement of my first born, my son. Maybe I needed these past two months to recuperate. But I’m back!
Though in the past I blogged on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I will be cutting the blog to two days, Tuesday Talk and Small Town Saturday. I’ll try to post in between with news and there will always be updates on the home page of my website. And if you’d like, you can subscribe to my newsletter on the contact page here on my website. Newsletter subscribers are automatically entered to win a $5 Amazon gift card every month just for being a subscriber. Hope you’ll give it a try!
So today is Tuesday, and it’s time for Tuesday Talk. I just loved this picture of tea and chocolate chip cookies. And because my favorite color is purple this picture seemed like the perfect choice.
It seems that all we’re hearing about these days is politics. Is it me or has this been the longest campaign EVER? In this case, I’d like a little less talk. Regardless, it will be interesting to see what happens. I’m praying that someone will feel led to do the things that this country needs. And there is so much need right now.
But enough of that. Let’s talk about something that some of you may be going through or have gone through in the past – the empty nest. My wonderful son has been out of the nest for about a year and half. I miss him terribly. I might have an extreme case due to the fact that I was a home-school mom and so I had more time with him than many mothers have had. I also have a daughter who is in her junior year of college. It won’t be long before she spreads her wings and flies (she’s aiming for the west coast since she’s a film major).
I’ve done a little research on empty nest syndrome and it has been likened to a form of grieving. I can relate to that. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve walked past that empty bedroom and had to fight back the tears. I have to remind myself that his success, being able to move out on his own at barely 22 years old, and my daughter’s success in school, are proof of a job well done. Thinking about the fact that my children already have shown me that they will be able to survive out in the world eases the pain. And it makes me proud. Very proud. So when the tears come, I let them. When I’m missing my son, I can text him a quick hello. And when I think about my daughter moving clear across the country I remind myself that it could be an opportunity for me to see a part of the country I haven’t yet.
Are you going through empty nest? If so, what advice do you have for other moms going through this emotional transition? Let’s talk!