28 1/2 years ago, I married my best friend. We met when I was 19 at a college bar and were engaged just months later. You just know when you’ve met ‘the one’. We had big plans for the future, including a couple of kids. By 1994 our family was complete with the births of Amber and Casey. Add in a few cats and a rabbit along the way and our home life was full of ups and downs.
On October first, both of our girls moved out on their own to begin their adult lives. Now we find ourselves ’empty nesters’ and I’m not sure how I feel about it. Sure, the house is always clean and quiet, but there also seems to be something missing. Sure, we still have the cats, but they’re not quite as dramatic as having two young adult women in the house! When they visit, I don’t want them to have to use the doorbell, a knock before they enter is good enough. I want them to check out the cupboards and the fridge and ask if they can help themselves to whatever goodies they can find. I have extra time now and I’m not sure what to do with it. So far, it’s doing a deep clean of the house to purge the stuff I never had time to before now. I’ve also noticed that my husband and I are spending more time together. Mundane stuff, like talking and watching ‘Stranger Things’, but we’re now making time for each other. It’s been 26 years since it was just ‘us’. Now it’s time to get back to that, and I’m looking forward to it. Until he retires :).