There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens… (Ecclesiastes 3:1, NIV).
Last year at this time, both of my boys had left home. One left for work on the opposite side of the country, and got married, and the other moved into his own apartment and got married, too. I came across two empty nests last year on my walks in the spring. This year, I came across two more tiny nests, empty and abandoned. The offspring had flown the coop!
While I was going through “children withdrawal” last year, this year, things are different. They’re better. Sure, I miss my kids, but they are both thriving with their wives. As Solomon states in Ecclesiastes, there is a season for everything. For me, that meant a season of my children leaving home, but one that would give way to a season of doing new things for myself.
It’s never easy giving up a job you’ve had for over 24 years. And the job isn’t gone, per se. I’m still a mom. It’s just gone through a serious rehaul, and my duties have shifted. But it’s not bad, which is the best surprise.
The kids may have left, but one year later, we’re rebuilding the nest with a different focus: our own. My nest has changed, literally and figuratively. My husband and I renovated the guest bathroom, and we’re onto the flooring and our bathroom next. Now, I couldn’t be more grateful for the changes we endured.
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