Saturday, November 21, 2015

empty nest

Kids, they break  your heart. I haven't heard form my son in a long time. I don't know; he's just not in the habit of calling me. I want to talk to him about law school, but I can't get his attention.

I know  his phone was broken. But surely it's been remedied by  now. Anyway that's his deal.

I have to live my own life now. It's as if I never were a parent. It's weird to feel childless when you've made your whole identity about being a parent. But this is how it is now.

It's really like having a second adulthood. I can reinvent myself as the recruiter for the law school said. I'm not old enough to just give up the ghost. But somehow empty nest sounds like emptiness.

So onward and upward. Lyn. You can do it. You can reinvent your life with the help of the internet and modern technology. You can take care of the mess around here and swankify the place and lead an active meaningful postchild adult life.

I just burned two large envelopes of memorbilia. I'm starting to throw stuff out. I'm getting on with it.
I don't really know that I can do the school work, but I can't think of anything else to try. I've got to add some structure to my life that is also personally challenging. I think this might work.

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