The lyrics from a popular song a few decades back keep running through my head:
“Where have you gone my little boy, little boy?
Where have you gone my sonny, my own?
Turn around you’re two, turn around then you’re four;
Turn around you’re a young man going out the door“
Today, as I reflect on this “empty nest” season in a guest post at Not aLone Mom.com, they seem particularly poignant.
From my post:
“The youngest of our four sons officially took flight nearly two months ago when he headed off to college, but the reality of living in a nest minus the jumble of basketballs, piles of dirty gym clothes, loud music and an always-empty fridge is just beginning to settle in.”
How are you feathering your empty nest? Hop on over to Not aLone Mom to join the conversation.