Women may be the one group that grows more radical with age
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.
— My Dad