Our Nest Is Empty
Posted By FarmerJ on August 10, 2011
Well, I knew the day would come when our boys would grow up, stretch their wings and fly away. I just didn’t expect it to arrive so soon. Little Big Brother fluttered off last Thursday to begin a new season in his life. He told me the day before that he was excited about the new adventure, anxious to flex his independence a little more, nervous about succeeding, and sad about leaving Mom and Dad, and his Peanie the Beagle Mutt behind. That’s quite a range of emotions for a 19-year old to be acknowledging and processing. Yet, as I thought about it more, those emotions are very typical, really, as you encounter each new endeavor throughout your life. Little Big Brother has crossed the first of many milestones in his adult life!
After one week, I think I am adjusting pretty well. Last Thursday, I was doing a great job of hangin’ tough…until I loaded the boy’s pillows into the truck! That didn’t just tug on the heart strings, that yanked ‘em. And, the flood gates opened. It was a happy-sad moment, and I was laughing and sniveling simultaneously.
Of course, the boy only lives about 20 miles away. Unlimited text messaging is a wonderful thing. I can bribe the boy with a homemade cherry pie. And, those independent muscles he’s trying to flex aren’t made of steel just yet! He’s hosting a BBQ for a buddy of his this evening, and he asked Dad if he could have a couple of the folding lawn chairs so they could have something to sit on outside. Remember all those things you realize you don’t have anymore when you leave Mom and Dad’s?
Dad’s handling it pretty well. He’s already told the boy we’ve got his room for rent. I just have to get those pretty pink walls painted a more neutral color! You see, the previous owners of this ol’ barn house painted the walls in that room a rosy pink. Circumstances didn’t allow me to paint those walls before we moved in, and well, you just don’t get that opportunity once a teenage boy gets settled in. He tried his best to cover it up with posters and pictures! But, now that the room is empty? Yeah, those pink walls have got to go!
So, now, Darling Husbie and I also enter a new season in our life. We are proud of our boys and the fine young men they are becoming. We are looking forward to the exciting new adventures on whatever path God has planned for us ~ all of us.
But, I still reserve the right to shed a little tear every now and then. Because, that’s what moms do.
And, Darling Husbie still has Abigail to love and kiss upon ~ the boys never really liked that anyway ~ and teach how to rebuild engines…if she can only get over her fear of the air wrench. It makes a vewy scawy noise.
It sure is quiet around here… ♥
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Awww J,
I know how you feel. My boys moved out in Feb/March and it is just now beginning to feel normal to me.
LYLAS and hugs darlin’
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Thank you so much, Mel! I’ve been meaning to call you for quite some time ~ there’s things you’ve gone or are going through I know you could give me some Mamma Mel advice on. So, don’t be too surprised if you see that vaguely familiar number show up on your Caller ID one of these days.
Love, hugs and prayers, as always, Dear One!
LOL I speak from experience…there is no such thing as empty nest syndrome…
its called “long distance parenting” LOL!
Enjoy those peaceful & loving times with your hubby, you earned them
Feral Woman! Thank you so much for stopping by! What a special treat. You know, I think I can foresee exactly what you mean about ‘long distance parenting.’ That’s okay, though. Us moms wouldn’t have it any other way, right?! But, yes, I am looking forward to special times with my beloved Darling Husbie in this new season.
Can I just say that I adore you and your blog? From one long lost Montana girl to another fairly new Montana girl, howdy! Hey everyone, take a few minutes to head over to Feral Woman’s blog by clicking on her name. Her photography is absolutely amazing, and her fabulous writing style about her life as a high-heeled, boot-wearin’ timber cruiser will have you rolling on the floor in laughter, your jaw dropped in awe, and tears in your eyes as she takes you along through her journeys in Southeast Montana! Go now!
Oh! How I remember that day when you would not follow me around the “world” anymore! I still ,after all of these years, miss you and me being together…guess little birds do have make flight! At least your son is close, look how far I am from my precious ones! Does bring tears to the eyes…please send the zuccini-pineapple recipe…got a belly ache from eating it raw with salt! I love you and do understand your emotions!
Heehee! I was thinking about our ‘traveling’ days the other day, Mom. And, I was grateful of the two additional years Little Big Brother stayed in the nest longer than I did. Heehee! For now, yes, he is very nearby. I almost crashed in on his pad yesterday, as I was literally a stone’s throw from his house while running errands, but I decided not to. I’ve got to work on making those apron strings a little shorter. However, I did drop in on him two days prior ~ I had my eye exam and the doctor dilated my pupils. I couldn’t see to drive! Heehee! I felt my way around to his house without bumping into any other cars and chatted for a few minutes until I could at least recognize a car from a house!
I’ll dig around for the Zucchini Pineapple recipe and get that to ya.
Love ya!
Since my NE son is moving out and waiting for his first buddie box or I should say, son’s box, you had yet another son leave you the same week. Trey Man.
My son left for basic training this passed Tuesday, the 8th of August.
It is a field of emotions buddie having both of our son leave in the same week.
This has been a ride for sure.
Love ya
I agree, Buddy! This is yet another thing the good Lord has allowed us to share together. I cannot help but to keep thinking about these boys when they were in the 6th grade at Cactus. Oh, the little knuckle heads they were! I love them both to pieces!
Oh the famous Tree that they have talked about for so long. of coarse
Treyman was the shortest of them all at the time, but know towering over them. LOL
No work yet from him. maybe tomorrow… Can’t wait for the goodie box to arrive to my NE son and now he can make his own party bowl in his new place. heeeheee
Knuckle heads is on the money…. it is right out of the 70′s show. With Treymans tire tread marks, bruising of paint balls and pellets too. And love the wonderful grin and the words Ms. Spiveyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy do you think Trey can…….
Glad we are both together in this.
Love ya Buddie
chat tomorrow?
sorry couldn’t chat earlier, I have to pay attention with that peeler you gave me.
They will come back eventually! Children are like a case of the hives, hard to get rid of. Enjoy the quiet and remember, you can always crank up the radio if it gets too quiet! Don’t let darling husbie fool you because he has his big shed to retreat to when he feels melancholy. I tried to send you an email on your other address but it kept coming back to me. Hope everything is ok out your way. Mark B.