Fall comes, transitions happen and an empty nest is inevitable

Fall comes, transitions happen and an empty nest is inevitable

The changing of the leaves always brings out many emotions for me – it seems to reflect the movement of time more poignantly to me.  Fall comes, transitions happen, and an empty nest is inevitable. I do love all the colors that come forth, but sometimes, I prefer to forgo the emotions. This year especially. Two parts of my heart have flown the coop – my two eldest children have moved out of their rooms and into their lives.

Their lives without a daily sighting from Mama. Their lives without me cooking every meal they eat. Their lives where I am the first hug in the morning and the last hug at night before they lay heads to pillow. THEIR LIVES. How does this happen so quickly? I feel remiss – did I teach them all they needed to go forth? -Surely not.  Did I give them enough hugs to sustain them between our visits? Surely not. Did I tell them I loved them enough times so that when they need it most they can recall it quickly? Surely not. Yet they departed. With smiles. With excitement. With aspirations and hope. Wide-eyed and terrified.

We learn what our parents went through as they surrendered us to our destinies, and surrender we must as well.  For our children to prosper – to really soar – we have to release them to their own futures. Let them stumble, let them rise, let them fall on their faces, let them land on their feet; It’s vital to their happiness.  Their happiness is vital to mine. So with all the turmoil in my head and love in my heart, I surrender my two oldest to their individual paths. Holding them fiercely in my hearts and being there when they reach out for guidance, love, a hug or a simple hello.

My two youngest I will continue to cuddle … maybe just a little harder, a little more often and cherishing more dearly the minutes of their lives that we will share under the same roof.   Because it is gone in a flash. I hold my littles more tightly as I reminisce about the cuddles with my “big boys.”

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