I am any mom, every mom, who has spent pretty much her whole life in service to her kids, only to have someone else reap the benefit when they grow up and take off.
Hmm ... After much deliberation I chose "Empty Nesting." I have been in training for the Empty Nest for the last few years, and as of July, the transition is complete. It is final. It is irrevocable. There is a lot of pain in the change, and added to so many other things going on here in the last couple of years, the pain has been intense and pervasive. But I want to find hope. There are two sides to everything, so....
Empty Nest = Despair and Depression and Sadness?
Or Empty Nest = Freedom? To both questions may I say a resounding YESSSS!!!!!!
You are right---both feelings are prevalent! I love my empty nest, but that doesn't mean I don't love my kids. One of the reasons I began blogging in earnest is because I saw myself as having two choices when my daughter left home for the big city--I could (a) crawl into a bottle of gin and stay there, or (b) I could reach out to other women who were also empty nesters. I'm glad I chose the latter!
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You are right---both feelings are prevalent! I love my empty nest, but that doesn't mean I don't love my kids. One of the reasons I began blogging in earnest is because I saw myself as having two choices when my daughter left home for the big city--I could (a) crawl into a bottle of gin and stay there, or (b) I could reach out to other women who were also empty nesters. I'm glad I chose the latter!
Kirby, that's it exactly!!! Thanks for visiting!
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