It’s a quiet, cloudy morning, and like pretty much every woman I know, I have a to-do list that’s spilled beyond a page. But instead of doing something useful, like cleaning out the laundry room closet – which, let’s face it, has been on my list for years now – I’m enjoying a cup of tea and thinking back over the past month.
It’s been stressful in both good ways and bad.
Exactly a month ago, we were filling our car and a U-Haul van full of the contents of our college graduate’s rental house and our college freshman’s dorm room. We were planning a family celebration, and I was trying to figure out how we were going to fit 19 people (and all of my children’s extra stuff) into our home. Everything turned out fine, of course. We crammed mattresses into my tiny home office and assorted furniture into the guest room. We closed the mess behind doors and celebrated with lots of food and fun.
After the party, we ignored the clutter and spent a blissful few days together at home before heading to Massachusetts, where our daughter has an internship. We spent some time with family in Connecticut and with friends in Massachusetts and just enjoyed hanging out in the coastal town that is now Elizabeth’s home for a few months.
I came home to the work that inevitably piles up during vacation, as well as to two doctors’ appointments and a CT scan. All routine, all just check-ups – and good news all around – but stressful nonetheless.
Then we turned our attention to our son, who left for India last week. Yes, India, where he’s serving with a nonprofit for the summer. We’re beyond proud of him. But still, even at 19, he’s my baby boy, and he’s half-a-world away.
Just moments, it seems, after I lamented that my little birds had flown the nest , they alighted briefly before taking off on new adventures. And, now I miss them all over again.
Still, I’m content this morning with my tea and my dog and my work and my health. I’m happy knowing that my husband will walk through the door this evening. Maybe we’ll hear from one of the kids tonight or watch a movie on TV. Maybe we’ll take a walk. Or maybe we’ll just sit quietly side by side.
Our nest may be empty – for now. But our hearts are full. We are, each of us, where we are supposed to be.