I thought I’d have more time to write at this point in the year, but I’ve been preoccupied by my youngest son’s graduation from high school, as well as planning for a fall trip to the UK — our first official empty nest vacation. Is there such a thing?
Both events provide me an excuse to spend time at my Mac even though one is rarely needed. Who knew that sifting through 18 years of significant world events, pop culture, family photos and memories could be so time consuming? Each rediscovered piece of a life gives me pause, and I can’t resist indulging myself more time than is necessary to collect this piece or that to add to a collection that will commemorate my son’s big milestone. Memories of my own graduation day and those of my two older sons have me counting the years since, amazed at how truly quickly they have passed.
When I become too maudlin, trip planning commences and the details of deciding which route to take from London, how many nights to spend where, and which pubs might best entice us to stop and sample a pint or two gives me something to look forward to. It doesn’t quite distract me from wondering how it will feel after so many years of having growing boys in my house, to have none.
Oh my goodness.
I’d say it’s time for some ice cream, wouldn’t you? Or what about sherbet?