My daughter turned 18 in March. The last of my children to reach adulthood. And in her independence, moved out of this home and is working on making her life independent from mine.
I should have the “empty nest” syndrome, and I do miss her being here. My life is full, I am busy, there is much to learn, much to do, many people in the world that need help and a compassionate person to maybe just reach out.
My home is not lonely, I have the man I married here with me. And life between us is becoming more special and more fun day by day. I appreciate all he does, but do not tell him enough how valued he is. I work, and I am starting to look forward to returning to him more day by day, just as I did when we were younger, when the kids weren’t part of our lives.
My son lives close and I am so glad he IS part of my life, also.
How could you not look forward to another day, when there is so much to do, so much to be done, so many possibilities out there?