Lessons Learned in the Empty Nest

We dropped our youngest son off at college this week and our nest is officially empty. I’m proud to say that I wasn’t a blubbering mess at good-bye time. Misty-eyed, yes, but able to croak out the words I’d been advised to say by the wise women of the Satellite Sisterhood: You got this. I love you. Have fun.  Then my husband and I got in our rental car and we started what– A Second Honeymoon? The Next Phase? The Third Third? Okay, definitely not The Third Third because that’s kind of a downer, like a slow grind to the afterlife. And writer Ann … Read more…