Party Crashers


Emptynest  Does anyone ever get use to the empty nest? My Sister called me yesterday from California feeling deeply blue. Her daughter, who is 28, married and lives on the East Coast, had just left with her husband after their Thanksgiving visit. I was of no help, because I still had pink eyes from saying goodbye to The Boy, who drove back to college on Sunday morning. The water works started all over again when My Daughter left. She doesn't even live very far away - she's in Manhattan and we're in a suburb - but I still went to pieces when The Weatherman drove her to the train station.

I know this is a recurring theme in this blog. But I love, love, love having them home. And when they leave, it hurts, every single time.


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