My youngest is turning 18 this coming March 24th. What??? Can't be! I only just helped him start to walk... no, no, I just finished registering him for kindergarten... no, no, I only just finished reading to him before bedtime. I think I must have lost some kind of consciousness, and only just come to. Right?
OK, I really am aware that both my sons are now their own men. Ben, who will be turning 20 in May, is working, paying for his school and books, paying for the cell phone, and preparing for his future. Sam, the soon-to-be birthday boy, also has been working hard, is paying for his car, and saving to take a trip this summer to Florida with his girlfriend and her parents. Wow!
Both boys have girlfriends, and don't seem to have any intention to play the field. Both young ladies are wonderful people too, and are so much fun to talk to. They are both intelligent, and have intentions to go to university. Actually, Kathleen, Ben's sweetheart, is already at Concordia; she's also a hard worker, and very good to Ben.
So what am I going to do now that my sons are grown up? Well, I have to say, it's been great to date my husband again. We've been going out for breakfasts, the movies, plays, musicals and just loafing around, and... well, yes, other fun activities. In fact, sometimes the boys are running after us because they have no idea where to find us. Tee hee!
I do get nostalgic, and grab a couple of DVD's of the boys when they were little, and tear up and laugh seeing them play and learn all over again. However, if this is supposed to be the empty nest syndrome, maybe it hasn't happened yet, because I seem to have more people at the supper table. I'm not complaining though, because I know they will soon proceed to living their own lives.
Anyone out there going through the same situation?
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