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    <title>He&apos;s Leaving Home</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2013://9.985</id>

    <published>2013-04-11T22:15:23Z</published>
    <updated>2013-04-11T22:16:05Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[From nothing, I became something.&nbsp;&nbsp; Mom, his mom. &nbsp;I am not putting myself down using the word nothing. I am saying it felt like nothing compared to being mom.&nbsp; I am an attorney so yes; it took focus and tough...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[From nothing, I became something.&nbsp;&nbsp; Mom, his mom. &nbsp;<br /><br />I am not putting myself down using the word nothing. I am saying it felt like nothing compared to being mom.&nbsp; I am an attorney so yes; it took focus and tough skin to make it. &nbsp;<br /><br />Being mom was not that.&nbsp; It was natural to give.&nbsp; Giving to him made me so happy.&nbsp; Well, not every day.&nbsp; Sometimes I wanted to bang doors and push delete.&nbsp; I don't want to go back in time.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br /><br />I have had a full development of myself as mom.&nbsp; I am ready for the party, the graduation, the milestone.&nbsp; I am not ready for missing him.&nbsp; I am not ready for this next stage of life. <br /><br />It feels heavy.&nbsp; Aging.&nbsp; Distance.&nbsp; Time without.&nbsp; End of a purpose.&nbsp; I know I am not alone.&nbsp; I just wish all of you were in my town.&nbsp;&nbsp; It helps to be here with others. &nbsp;<br /><br />I guess I will be here more often after my son leaves and I am here, at my computer, he not in his room, nor soccer, nor the kitchen, nor the car.&nbsp; He is on his way.&nbsp; I am here. &nbsp;<br /><br />What will be my new way?<br /><br />Thank you,<br />Claudine<br /><br /> ]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Letting Go Again</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2013://9.970</id>

    <published>2013-01-18T23:58:26Z</published>
    <updated>2013-01-19T00:00:33Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[I said goodbye last year to my son and daughter as they, twins, went across the country to college.&nbsp; I want to find something for me now. &nbsp;I am a good worker and even would go back to college, though...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[I said goodbye last year to my son and daughter as they, twins, went across the country to college.&nbsp; I want to find something for me now. &nbsp;<br /><br />I am a good worker and even would go back to college, though I would be of a different age. &nbsp;<br /><br />What are people doing after the kids leave home? &nbsp;<br /><br />I love to knit at night, cook, read, assistant for people as needed, and travel.&nbsp; I use to sail. &nbsp;<br /><br />I am a good people person and full of energy although I am not into Zumba.&nbsp; I like ballet.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br /><br />I want to have a list of choices and start something.&nbsp; What have people started where they can work for themselves? &nbsp;<br /><br />I am single now.&nbsp; Dating sometimes, not often, because I don't know where to meet people I am interested in. &nbsp;<br /><br />Thank you for being here.<br />Elizabeth ]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>What Do I Do?</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2013://9.965</id>

    <published>2013-01-04T19:32:00Z</published>
    <updated>2013-01-04T19:38:22Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[I am so sad. Kids and family gone.&nbsp; I am solo again.&nbsp; He remarried. &nbsp;The nights are long and days are full for me.&nbsp;&nbsp; I want to be strong.&nbsp; I need to find something fun and something that has purpose.&nbsp;...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[I am so sad. Kids and family gone.&nbsp; I am solo again.&nbsp; He remarried. &nbsp;<br /><br />The nights are long and days are full for me.&nbsp;&nbsp; I want to be strong.&nbsp; I need to find something fun and something that has purpose.&nbsp; I was a lawyer and left that career.&nbsp; Maybe I could teach and take dance classes. &nbsp;<br /><br />I just want a team and support for all this back and forth changes I live.&nbsp; Does anyone else have this going on? &nbsp;<br /><br />I want to travel but not alone.&nbsp; Have you traveled solo? &nbsp;<br /><br />I have been through losses before so I know I will be ok eventually.&nbsp; I started a journal for 2013. &nbsp;<br /><br />I am also drinking power drinks to start my day.&nbsp; Hope it makes me fearless. &nbsp;<br /><br />So could you all share with me what you do with all these changes? &nbsp;<br /><br />Thank you, Katie ]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Holidays</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.960</id>

    <published>2012-12-10T18:46:05Z</published>
    <updated>2012-12-10T18:47:41Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[I don't know that people talk about this much.&nbsp; I need to.&nbsp; I am alone.&nbsp; I don't really like the holidays and want them to be off the TV and calendar. &nbsp;I sound selfish.&nbsp; I would not be if I...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[I don't know that people talk about this much.&nbsp; I need to.&nbsp; I am alone.&nbsp; I don't really like the holidays and want them to be off the TV and calendar. &nbsp;<br /><br />I sound selfish.&nbsp; I would not be if I could find a new direction.&nbsp; All the losses come up for me this time of year.&nbsp; I will serve at the Mission for the Homeless and still I cry.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br /><br />What do you do when you feel alone for the holidays?&nbsp; I actually go to bed early which I never use to do.&nbsp;&nbsp; I walk in the day.&nbsp; I work. &nbsp;<br /><br />When you talk about losing meaning, I guess I have.&nbsp; I am ready to find new meaning.&nbsp; Thank goodness for the light of candles. &nbsp;<br /><br />Any ideas or does anyone else feel lonely at the holidays?&nbsp; Thank you. &nbsp;<br /><br />I can't believe my story is the only one.&nbsp;&nbsp; We all lose people we love or they move away.&nbsp; Tears are good.&nbsp; Hope needs to build, I guess.<br /><br /> ]]>
        
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    <title>Thanksgiving</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.953</id>

    <published>2012-11-13T22:21:28Z</published>
    <updated>2012-11-13T22:23:18Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[I am an empty nester.&nbsp;&nbsp; This year my kids aren't able to come home.&nbsp; I want to do something for myself that is a celebration of my life and is connected with others.&nbsp; &nbsp;I am going to my Aunt's and...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[I am an empty nester.&nbsp;&nbsp; This year my kids aren't able to come home.&nbsp; I want to do something for myself that is a celebration of my life and is connected with others.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br /><br />I am going to my Aunt's and then two days to relax.&nbsp; I rarely make just open time for me with no schedule, family, nor friends. &nbsp;<br /><br />I need this before December.&nbsp; I finally get that my life is good enough even if I am solo at times.&nbsp;&nbsp; I am thinking there must be other women who don't have the same holidays as they use to have and continue to value them.<br /><br />What has or is anyone else doing?<br /><br />Thank you for allowing me a space to be me.<br /><br />Elizabeth<br /><br /> ]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Hello Empty Nesters</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.936</id>

    <published>2012-09-24T18:47:36Z</published>
    <updated>2012-09-24T18:48:36Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[I feel safe here.&nbsp; I just don't like life as much without my kids but no one would believe that.&nbsp; On the outside I am successful, friendly, healthy, a good person.&nbsp; Inside I feel lonely and lost today.&nbsp;&nbsp; I miss...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I feel safe here.&nbsp; I just don't like life as much without my kids but no one would believe that.&nbsp; </p>
<p>On the outside I am successful, friendly, healthy, a good person.&nbsp; Inside I feel lonely and lost today.&nbsp;&nbsp; I miss my kids. One in college. One married.&nbsp; I know all the philosophy about make yourself happy, be grateful, make changes.&nbsp; </p>
<p>Today I feel so sad because I do.&nbsp;&nbsp; I know here you understand that kind of day.&nbsp;&nbsp; I wish there were more communities for bad and good days.&nbsp; I just need to say it here.&nbsp; It will pass.&nbsp; They are such a part of me, my children.&nbsp;&nbsp; </p>
<p>The void is big at times to not see or hear them like I did every day and night.&nbsp; Loving my kids is a different kind of love than the other loves I have in life.&nbsp; I feel embarrassed some days to be so sad when others have real losses of death and illness.&nbsp; Parents don't talk about this much so I am glad you do here.&nbsp; </p>
<p>I wonder what I will do with my free time?&nbsp; I wonder who I will become without kids at home?&nbsp; I know they will be fine and handle their lives.&nbsp; What about me, now?&nbsp; </p>
<p>I don't want to fall down a rabbit hole and miss a good life.&nbsp; I just don't know me like I use to.&nbsp; I will though.&nbsp; </p>
<p>Thanks for listening and being here as a community.</p>
<p>Keri</p>
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<entry>
    <title>I Am A Big Girl Now</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.932</id>

    <published>2012-09-05T14:48:49Z</published>
    <updated>2012-09-05T14:49:44Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[My daughter laughed and said I am a big girl now as she hugged me goodbye at the college dorm.&nbsp; I cried.&nbsp; Darn it. I didn't' want to be the little girl in that moment.&nbsp; All my life I was...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>My daughter laughed and said I am a big girl now as she hugged me goodbye at the college dorm.&nbsp; I cried.&nbsp; Darn it. I didn't' want to be the little girl in that moment.&nbsp; All my life I was the big girl and now for the first time I am little. </p>
<p>Weepy for the noisy house, the questions, the yelling, the driving back and forth, the shopping, the thermometer, and cheers.</p>
<p>Who else feels little?&nbsp; Who else wants someone to hold their hand and say I was little too.</p>
<p>We moms are being acknowledged in the Olympics, and now the Campaigns.&nbsp; Feels fantastic to be appreciated deeply.</p>
<p>But who holds out hands when we shrink?</p>
<p>I am hopeful, time heals.&nbsp; I am able to hold me.&nbsp; Still I want the people around who I care for so I feel more lifted.</p>
<p>I guess my new road to education is to be me, be me.</p>
<p>Thanks for listening,<br />Little one today<br /></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Inspired To Learn</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.921</id>

    <published>2012-08-01T14:35:52Z</published>
    <updated>2012-08-01T14:37:37Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[My daughter is leaving in two weeks for her dream college life.&nbsp;&nbsp; I want a dream too.&nbsp; We are close and still I am the mom, not her best friend.&nbsp; I have been sad and excited all summer with this...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>My daughter is leaving in two weeks for her dream college life.&nbsp;&nbsp; I want a dream too.&nbsp; We are close and still I am the mom, not her best friend.&nbsp; I have been sad and excited all summer with this big change coming.<br /></p>
<p>I made a list one late night of what my dream would be.&nbsp;&nbsp; I wanted to open an orphanage when I was in my twenties or be a nurse.&nbsp; I am going to learn how I can do something with people who have less than I.&nbsp; I want to make a difference like I have in being a mom.&nbsp; I am not too old to go back to college or help in a foreign country or even in the great USA.&nbsp; Maybe I will take classes locally or maybe I will get a mentor of how to move into this new me.&nbsp; It honestly helps me at night to think about my dream.&nbsp; Still I get sad. Sad I am older. Sad she is so far away.&nbsp; Sad I have to let her grow without me by her side in the next room.&nbsp;&nbsp; Sad life is so fast. I tell myself not to worry that it is a waste of my thoughts.&nbsp; Usually I don't worry.&nbsp; Now the worry is like a distraction from the emptiness.&nbsp; I have no idea what my life will be like the day after she is in the dorm and I am in this great home.&nbsp;&nbsp; I think I will feel her gone. I never like goodbyes.&nbsp; I am the one that says, see you soon.&nbsp; <br /></p>
<p>I just remind myself it is time for me to learn.&nbsp; Learn how to let go of what I had and hope for what will be.&nbsp; Learn anything, something new to make me feel great.&nbsp; Learn about day to day without being mom.&nbsp; I am not one to write or journal.&nbsp; I want people around me so we can talk about whatever.&nbsp; I am not sure who will be in my friend circle since I am single.&nbsp; Life changed so much with divorce and now it changes, again.&nbsp; Being mom has been close and then far, over and over.&nbsp; I don't know how to really say it.&nbsp; I never thought about me becoming this age that I am now.&nbsp; Busy and full life of work, marriage, kids, family, friends, and then single and now empty nester.&nbsp; Sounds so old.&nbsp; I am not old at all.&nbsp;&nbsp; I am just not holding the hands I held every day.&nbsp; <br /></p>
<p>I will just be who I am, uncertain, happy, and eager to learn.&nbsp; I just don't want life to be busy. I want it to be connected somehow.&nbsp; My parents were always busy and didn't chat about much.&nbsp; I don't want to be so predictable in this new stage of my life.&nbsp; I am just wondering what new things are other parents thinking about being or doing?</p>
<p>Thanks,<br />Ally<br /></p>]]>
        
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    <title>My Son and College</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.920</id>

    <published>2012-07-24T13:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2012-07-24T13:47:14Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[Today with the trauma of loss in Colorado I am worrying more.&nbsp; I know it doesn't do me any good to worry.&nbsp; I am a great mom.&nbsp; I just don't know who I am when he is in college.&nbsp;&nbsp; I...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Today with the trauma of loss in Colorado I am worrying more.&nbsp; I know it doesn't do me any good to worry.&nbsp; I am a great mom.&nbsp; I just don't know who I am when he is in college.&nbsp;&nbsp; I do worry about his wellness more than his safety.&nbsp; I worry about what will grab my interests.&nbsp;&nbsp; <br /></p>
<p>Boys are different than girls when it comes to self-care.&nbsp; He won't see a doctor even if he has a fever. He will lay in his dorm bed and wait it out.&nbsp;&nbsp; I am packing a first aid kit with common needs.&nbsp; I want to be his nurse.&nbsp; I want to be his cheer leader.&nbsp; I want to be his buddy.&nbsp; There, I said it.&nbsp; It is embarrassing to say.&nbsp; I want to still be in the loop of his everyday life.&nbsp; I figured something out last night.&nbsp; I just want to hear his voice because that tells me so much.&nbsp;&nbsp; If he is fine, I am good.&nbsp; <br /></p>
<p>My letting go of my need to hear him will take me as long as it takes me.&nbsp;&nbsp; I am his mom.&nbsp; I am not his best friend.&nbsp; It ended when he was in fifth grade.&nbsp; I am alright with that for sure.&nbsp; I am not alright with his being so far away.&nbsp; Did I teach him what he needs to know for now?&nbsp; Will he be kind to people?&nbsp; Will he bounce back if he gets hurt or makes mistakes?&nbsp; I think so but he is with no one he knows and in a new city, so I don't really know how he will react.&nbsp;&nbsp; <br /></p>
<p>I just need to let go. I need to believe he has what he needs and when he trips, he will find his way back up.&nbsp; He can call.&nbsp; He might not.&nbsp; He wouldn't want to worry me.&nbsp; I told him to call no matter what happens. I told him I can handle good and bad news.&nbsp; I can't handle not hearing from him.&nbsp; I don't want him to feel like he has to have me on his mind.&nbsp; He has to pay attention to his new life.&nbsp; I am in the back room, so to speak.&nbsp;&nbsp; <br /></p>
<p>See, I can't really think about what I want yet.&nbsp; I need to have him settled then I can.&nbsp; My way is to try and get in front of situations and I can't do that when he is gone.&nbsp; I bet that will be a good thing for me to drop.&nbsp; He needs to carry his own suitcase.<br /></p>
<p>What will be in mine?&nbsp; How will his first week at college be?&nbsp; So happy for him and that he is on his way to new dreams.&nbsp; I am going to go see what he is doing right now.&nbsp; Just a peak into his room and that is all I need today.&nbsp; I just need to see him in his room.&nbsp; I think I am rattled more than I thought with what parents are going through now that their lives are so wounded from death.&nbsp; <br /></p>
<p>Perspective.&nbsp; I just got it.&nbsp;&nbsp; Thanks for listening here.<br /></p>
<p>Caroline<br /></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Leaving the Nest</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.914</id>

    <published>2012-07-13T20:27:33Z</published>
    <updated>2012-07-13T20:28:32Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[I wish I could leave.&nbsp;&nbsp; I the mom am always the responsible one. I want to have an adventure. I am well educated.&nbsp; Once I get my two kids off in August I am going to take an adventure in...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I wish I could leave.&nbsp;&nbsp; I the mom am always the responsible one. I want to have an adventure. I am well educated.&nbsp; Once I get my two kids off in August I am going to take an adventure in October.</p>
<p>I am divorced now, so I travel solo.&nbsp;&nbsp; I will relax, be entertained in a big new city, and eat whatever my heart desires.&nbsp;&nbsp; </p>
<p>My kids are happy for me as long as my cell phone is with me.&nbsp; They want me available.&nbsp; </p>
<p>I love music so concerts are on my list.&nbsp;&nbsp; I realized no one is really going to get me to my dream but me.&nbsp; So I am off for my own adventure.&nbsp; I love the research of the trip.&nbsp;&nbsp; I do wish I had someone to go with but I will make friends wherever I am.&nbsp;&nbsp; </p>
<p>I am wondering what adventures other parents are taking after their kids leave home.&nbsp;&nbsp; </p>
<p>Allison<br /></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>My Nest Is Almost Empty</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.912</id>

    <published>2012-07-05T16:33:00Z</published>
    <updated>2012-07-05T16:34:05Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[In four weeks, but who's counting, my son will not be in his room, day or night, weekday or weekend.&nbsp; That just doesn't seem real and still I cry just writing it to all of you.&nbsp; I am his mom.&nbsp;...]]></summary>
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        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>In four weeks, but who's counting, my son will not be in his room, day or night, weekday or weekend.&nbsp; That just doesn't seem real and still I cry just writing it to all of you.&nbsp; I am his mom.&nbsp; He is my son who is ready to live his dream of college.&nbsp; Proud and shocked.&nbsp; He was afraid to be held by strangers and now he will be living with them.&nbsp; Well you know what I mean.&nbsp; His friends that I adore will be scattered on the map, happy to begin their future.&nbsp; I don't know that i will see their parents.&nbsp; I think those school days and gatherings are over.&nbsp;&nbsp; Relationships will be different because our kids don't bring us together.&nbsp; Some I will see because we are true friends.&nbsp; Two , I guess.&nbsp; </p>
<p>I won't keep his door closed.&nbsp; I just won't be sitting in there or gathering stuff from the floor.&nbsp; He will be home for Thanksgiving.&nbsp; Doesn't that sound crazy, far away?&nbsp; It is summer.&nbsp; The week before he leaves we are making no plans... I am sure he will be with friends.&nbsp; I have planned a Sunday with family two weeks before he flies.&nbsp; My list is long of things to do before he leaves.&nbsp; It helps to be busy and feel needed for now.&nbsp;&nbsp; See, that is what changes.&nbsp; He needs me less. His peers have been a big influence.&nbsp; Good ones for sure.&nbsp; I talk myself out of getting immobile.&nbsp; I tell myself that after the first week, I will be fine.&nbsp; I think that might not be true.&nbsp; I just don't know how I will be or what I want to do with the free time.&nbsp; I am the kind that plans.&nbsp; I can't plan this emptiness.&nbsp; I am ok with crying.&nbsp; I just don't want to make a pool of it.&nbsp;&nbsp; Me the strong one, the get up and go one, might be down.&nbsp; I just don't know what I will be.&nbsp; I think that is a problem. This not knowing makes me anxious because he is my son, my baby boy.&nbsp;&nbsp; My good night moon and my morning sunshine.&nbsp; </p>
<p>Yes, I have a partner and friends and siblings and colleagues.&nbsp; I won't have my tall son in the other room or the school yard.&nbsp; No need to buy his favorite cereal. Oh, I could buy it for a care package.&nbsp; I will just skip that aisle in the market.&nbsp; At least for as long as I want to skip that aisle.&nbsp; I won't drive by his school, that is for sure. No need to force the falling tears.&nbsp; Ok enough for now.&nbsp; Who else is thinking about their almost empty nest?&nbsp; I can't be the only mom who just loves her son and is so happy for him and right now sad for me. </p>
<p>Thanks,<br />Cindy</p>
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<entry>
    <title>Graduation is Over</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.902</id>

    <published>2012-06-19T20:26:30Z</published>
    <updated>2012-06-19T20:27:33Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[It is supposed to be a carefree summer feeling.&nbsp; I think I am worrying more than having summer fun.&nbsp; August is soon and my nest will be empty. I have to be strong and not weep, except in the car...]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
        <uri>http://www.emptynestsupport.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<p>It is supposed to be a carefree summer feeling.&nbsp; I think I am worrying more than having summer fun.&nbsp; </p>
<p>August is soon and my nest will be empty. I have to be strong and not weep, except in the car when I am alone.&nbsp; Well, I weep because I can't help it.&nbsp; Why didn't I know this was such a time of mixed big feelings?&nbsp; No one talked about empty nest, ever.&nbsp; The news acts like it is no big feeling or kids come back and the nest isn't empty.&nbsp; Not true here.&nbsp; </p>
<p>My neighbor's kid came back but she feels empty and frustrated. We need to talk about all this.&nbsp; Did you guys just stay busy?&nbsp; Did you feel ok by December or when?&nbsp; Busy doesn't take this feeling away for me even though I work and have a busy life.&nbsp; </p>
<p>My kids are different and I need to be too but how do you be different and be mom?&nbsp; </p>
<p>This is not one of my best days and I bet it is how the summer goes and even after we carry the stuff, unpack, and drive away.&nbsp; I have no idea what that will be like except for tears and then ok and then tears, I guess.&nbsp; I just don't want to be alone with this big big change.</p>
<p>Mary</p>
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<entry>
    <title>So Not Real</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.886</id>

    <published>2012-05-21T22:28:26Z</published>
    <updated>2012-05-21T22:29:42Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[We just wept and clapped at his high school graduation.&nbsp; All these people we have known for years now going different ways. Will I stay connected to these parents?&nbsp; Will he see his high school friends again?&nbsp; I think about...]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
        <uri>http://www.emptynestsupport.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<p>We just wept and clapped at his high school graduation.&nbsp; All these people we have known for years now going different ways. Will I stay connected to these parents?&nbsp; Will he see his high school friends again?&nbsp; I think about that because that is what ends today.</p>
<p>Bake sales, parent meetings, after school sports, dances, mall runs, forgotten books in the locker, girlfriend and no girlfriend, popular and not, smart and not, caring and selfish.&nbsp;&nbsp; Who will sit in his seat at school?&nbsp; At home, that seat will be empty.&nbsp; Not real to me.</p>
<p>We cooked together or at least he showed up with the smell of chicken and rice.&nbsp; How often will I get to visit him?</p>
<p>I just ask questions so tears won't take me down deeper.&nbsp; Although most of my questions make me cry.&nbsp;&nbsp; It is over, the little boy.&nbsp; It is over, the everyday chatter and reminders and nite-nite.&nbsp; I will be happy for him, just not feeling that now.&nbsp; I am feeling blank.&nbsp;&nbsp; I am so glad he graduated and has doors open for his future.</p>
<p>Me, not sure about my future. Not deeply in love anymore and still a good man.&nbsp; Me.&nbsp; Who is ME?&nbsp; I just want to sit outside with a latte. Sit.&nbsp; I don't want to decide anything after the lists it took to get to today.&nbsp; Summer is more lists.&nbsp; Parties of goodbye.&nbsp; Then the so called DROP OFF at his dorm.&nbsp; I want to just SIT.</p>
<p>Thanks for having this website for all of us.&nbsp; I am not alone, am I? I wonder who I will grow to be with more free time.&nbsp; I hope I won't become a worrier, well not everyday worrier.&nbsp; That would be a waste of my life.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; </p>
<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Anonymous</p>
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<entry>
    <title>It&apos;s Over</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.872</id>

    <published>2012-04-23T23:10:07Z</published>
    <updated>2012-04-23T23:11:11Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[I loved being a mom even in the bratty times.&nbsp; I loved being a partner.&nbsp; Now both have ended.&nbsp; Well, not the mom of me, but the everyday mom.&nbsp; They are in college.&nbsp;&nbsp; I work and feel creative there. I...]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
        <uri>http://www.emptynestsupport.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<p>I loved being a mom even in the bratty times.&nbsp; I loved being a partner.&nbsp; Now both have ended.&nbsp; Well, not the mom of me, but the everyday mom.&nbsp; They are in college.&nbsp;&nbsp; I work and feel creative there.</p>
<p>I just never thought I wouldn't have a happy marriage that lasts.&nbsp; I am a hard worker who doesn't quit on friendships or a marriage.&nbsp; I can take feedback and make changes.&nbsp;&nbsp; What I can't do is live the style of life he lives now.&nbsp; </p>
<p>I know the changes of my role with my kids will improve as I take time for me and simply listen more to them and not guide.&nbsp; </p>
<p>I want some support right now rather than my leading so many aspects of my life.&nbsp; I am tired.&nbsp; I stay positive by telling myself what is good in my life.&nbsp; Still, I need to be uplifted at times.&nbsp; My friends are great.&nbsp;&nbsp; </p>
<p>I know my partner and I don't really want the same life for the next five years, yet alone forever.&nbsp; I need to let go because the actions don't match the chatter.&nbsp; </p>
<p>I am realistic of the pain and all the details change will ask of me.&nbsp; We have tried everything for years to make the marriage better and it just isn't going to happen.</p>
<p>A cloudy day as helped my tears to fall.&nbsp; I don't have it all worked out.&nbsp; I am in the tears of goodbye for now.&nbsp; That is good enough, wouldn't you say?</p>
<p>Thanks for listening,<br />Ally<br /></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Will I Be Accepted?</title>
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    <id>tag:www.emptynestsupport.com,2012://9.860</id>

    <published>2012-03-21T21:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2012-03-21T21:52:17Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[My son got into the college of his choice and we have been celebrating.&nbsp; Now I feel a huge relief.&nbsp; It sounds silly, but I had this thought of accepting that I am no longer the mom he needs daily.&nbsp;...]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Natalie Caine</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p>My son got into the college of his choice and we have been celebrating.&nbsp; Now I feel a huge relief.&nbsp; It sounds silly, but I had this thought of accepting that I am no longer the mom he needs daily.&nbsp; I have good and bad days about that.&nbsp; </p>
<p>I feel like I always have to be strong for my family.&nbsp; I of course cry about not seeing him daily come July.&nbsp; At the same time, I have a tiny smile about more free time for me.&nbsp; I am tired. </p>
<p>I can't really say much about accepting myself for who I am because I have been so busy for years that I just need to know who I am.&nbsp; Part of the not accepting that needs no thought is, I am getting older faster than I like.&nbsp; </p>
<p>Being a mom with kids in school makes me feel youthful.&nbsp; Without the kids at home, I am not sure how active I will be.&nbsp; I don't mean I will be sitting at home but more that I won't have the active energy to feed off of when the house was so full of kids and their friends.</p>
<p>I don't want to just run around so the day ends faster.&nbsp; I want to run into me.</p>
<p>Does anyone else feel like this?&nbsp; Thank you.</p>
<p>Jamie</p>
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