Okay, So I know this isn't as tragic as I make it out to be, but this morning when I went to put jam on my pancakes (weird, I know, but stay with me) I noticed it smelled a little funny. So I thought I'd look to see if it had an expiration date. It did. It was Last month. I almost cried. The lonely hearts out their will understand my grief. I swear, it never occurred to me before that moment that I'd ever have a jar of jam long enough to reach an expiration date.
That is all.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Empty_nest_syndrome
Oh, and Happy Birthday to Miss Sally. 80 years young today.
My children leaving home was a major bump for me. I felt lost until a counsellor told me I should go back to school. It did help a lot. When the grandchildren started coming, it was wonderful.
ReplyDeleteBelle, I wish it was that easy. I work full time and go to school full time so most of the time I am too busy to feel the emptiness. It is just those moments, the ones that take your breath away! Ugh!
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