50ish and Fabulous, I’m Doing Better

Empty Nests, Second Acts and Martinis

 

Women may be the one group that grows more radical with age

—Gloria Steinem                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

I truly thought that as an empty nester I would have this sense of beginning the next stage of life, the second act if you will. I feel like a 17 year old who is applying to colleges and supposed to know what they want to do with the rest of their life.  I was spouting about embracing the beginning, and yet I’m feeling directionless.  I guess this is the text book issue of empty nest syndrome.   

I was never one of the Moms that pined for their babies when they started school.  Of course I was nostalgic, and I worried when they were taking the first steps towards independence in this world but I wasn’t standing in the school yard wiping a tear with the other Moms.  I went for a coffee.

Daughter Katie moved to Norway last month.  She graduated from University, then got engaged to a lovely Norwegian man she met at school.   I have had more people express their shock that I didn’t try to persuade her from going.  This honestly shocks me.   She’s been with this man for four years, I know him, I’ve met his family.  She’s living her life.  Isn’t that what she is supposed to do?  Isn’t that what as her Mother I raised her to do?

I’m not sure I Know Better when it comes to navigating the empty nest.  Maybe blogging will help.  Maybe I will just go for coffee.  Martini.  I’ll go for a Martini.

 

Everything Changes

— My Dad

 

 

 

 

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About Melinda

Navigating life as an over 50 Goddess. Empty nester, twice married, once divorced, Mom, Stepmom, Miniature Dachshund owner, Post Menopausal, Canadian, all with a little humour and learning that When I Knew Better, I Did Better. I hope.
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