My only child, Jake, heads to college this weekend. And those empty nest feelings are hitting me hard. My little boy who used to wear a superhero cape to preschool has grown into a young man, and I’m wondering where the time went!
I cried the morning of his last official day of high school before all the fun senior stuff began. I packed his lunch for what seemed the millionth time, made his breakfast and then sat at the table with him and cried. I was sad that his tininess was gone; that my “job” of being his mom would never be the same.
I’ve heard the term “empty nest” for a long time but I never understood it until now because it wasn’t me having to deal with it. It was just an idea before, and now it’s a reality. I’m going to be on my own. Continue reading