I gave a wonderful unmarried empty nester the black t-shirt that says
Thanksgiving gatherings are over. Hugs goodbye in the driveway, airport or train with kleenex tucked in our pocket, reflection emerges. I realized we are all feeling a long way from home. The HOME where we use to live our traditions has changed. New family members, old ones looking down from above, anticipation of newborns, hope
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Employers have discovered empty nesters are great people to hire. They demonstrate less stress since they aren
Yes, it is true that even when you are preparing for the holidays tears will fall. So what
Children are coming home for Thanksgiving. Parents are writing cooking and shopping lists, decorating the house, and leaping a little quicker out of bed in happy anticipation of their children sleeping in their rooms again, and chatting together in the kitchen. Change has happened. Some children aren
When parents reminisce about trick or treating with their adorable brides, witches, and super men, they also remember the dud treats that dropped in their child
“When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.” Helen Keller Deborah told me during our telephone session that she is obsessing at staying connected with her children at college. She doesn
In my group, sweet Susan said with a slight laugh,
Susan sobbed during our session sharing from her hotel room that she cancelled her flight to stay two days longer in the college town where she dropped off her freshman son. She couldn
Sharon, a mom of a junior in college, during our phone consultation, told me she is torturing herself because she feels so needy. She wants her son to call when he gets there. She wants him to email her how his day is going. She wants to know what he is doing for the weekend.
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Parents are trying to prepare for the big hug and the silent house but most know you can
My daughter has always lived in this house. In two weeks she will be a freshman living in a dorm far away. I will be here not hearing her voice, footsteps, or seeing her jump up on the kitchen counter as I mix brownies for the school picnic. This is the opening of a mother
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Natalie Caine, M.A. natalie@lifeintransition.org
