My son is gone. He moved to his own apartment to start college. But this is not about him...it is about me. I have spent the last 18 and a half years being his mother. I thought I would not be affected by the Empty Nest syndrome because I have a great career that I love, but I am finding out that I am not immune. I am finding out that half of my identity moved out when he did. Right now I am wallowing in the bad feelings. I have to do this for awhile, so please humor me.
I have been seeing ads for the movie "Julia and Julie", in which Julie cooks her way through Julia Child's cookbook. It is based on a woman who actually did that and wrote a blog about it. The thought occured to me that I may have to do something like that to invent another part of myself to take the place of the missing piece.
That's how it is.
Anne
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