Early Reflections On The Empty Nest

Early Reflections On The Empty Nest
I bought myself ice cream today. Dairy free, that is. I have been craving it the last couple  nights. 
That's because I am finding these first few nights without my daughter at home difficult and my emotions are getting the best of me. It's the time of day I would see her the most. When we would eat dinner   together and watch our favorite shows. Often she would have a bowl of ice cream too.
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My Daughter is Eighteen

My Daughter is Eighteen

Eighteen. My daughter, my youngest, my second-born, is now eighteen. My husband and I are about to be empty-nesters. How is that even possible?


When my kids were little and the struggles were real, there were moments when I dreamed of them growing up. When I wished for more minutes for myself and hoped they’d become more independent, sooner rather than later. 


You know the saying, be careful what you wish for? Well, I blinked, and my wish came true. I now have two very independent young adult children. I am so proud of who they are becoming. I know they still need me, but not in the same way, and I find myself with more minutes alone than I like. 

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