Empty Nest: Day 1

That’s right; it’s official.  Today I am an empty nester.  It is the first day of the rest of my life. 

Child # Two, my son, my baby, moved out yesterday.  With the help of
three friends he’s moved to an apartment in town.  Steve and I are
moving to Iowa City.  Ross wants to stay or so he thinks.  I think I’m
OK with it.  Kinda sorta.

I went to bed last night as I usually do and as usual, Ross was not
home.  I felt a little weepy but I think I was too tired.  My head hit
the pillow and out I went.  The next thing I knew there was a knock on
the door.  "I just came by to pick up a few things" he said followed by
"I miss you already".

He stopped by again early this morning and just a little while ago
we spoke and he said he’d swing by again.  More stuff to pick up I
suppose.

It’s a good thing because Maggie, our Golden Retriever, is lying by
the door waiting for him as she does every night.  I think she may be
suffering from empty nest syndrome. 

As for me, I don’t know yet.  I’ll have to get back to you on that one.

~ Connie

Photo description:  This is Ross’ senior high school portrait photo.  It was taken outdoors; there is a tree in the background.  He’s wearing a black sweater and he’s leaning forward ever so slightly against a railing we can’t see.  He’s got dark brown hair, blue eyes and although you can’t see them in the photo, long eyelashes to die for.

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