Empty Nest Day

Today is the day. For the first time since 1996 we will have no kids living at home. We are loading the car this morning and moving our daughter in to her dorm. I’m not sure I’m ready for that drive back in an empty car. I’m hoping I can hold off on the crying until I am safely in the car so I don’t embarrass the rest of the family.

I’ve written a lot about the coming empty nest, so there’s not a whole lot left to say about the empty nest thing. It is time for m to figure out who I am in this phase of life. It’s time for my wife and I to figure out who we are as a couple in this phase of life. It’s time for me to figure out how to fill all of the empty hours that used to be time with my daughter.

I will miss having her at home to tolerate me being weird. I will miss having her at home to watch the dumb comedies with me. I will miss our Survivor nights on Wednesday nights. I will probably even miss the mess she leaves behind in every room she inhabits.

I’m sure it won’t take long for me to get used to the empty nest, but the next few weeks will not be easy.

4 thoughts on “Empty Nest Day

  1. nutshell_blogger August 25, 2018 / 2:32 pm

    Right there with you, a week or so ahead of you actually, but still adjusting to this “new normal.” Hang in there!

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    • theycallmetater August 25, 2018 / 2:35 pm

      It helps that I’m at work today. Will really set in that it’s different after tomorrow

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  2. Remedial Stitcher August 27, 2018 / 2:26 pm

    You’ll be fine. It just takes a few weeks before you learn to accept your new normal.

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