EMPTY ROOMS AND STORAGE BINS STACKED WITH YEARBOOKS
Somebody please tell me this gets easier.
After 26 years of having one (or two children) sleep in this room, and the one next to it, this is what I'm left with today. I'm so utterly proud of all of my children, their accomplishments, their drive, their character and faith, but still feel like a piece of my heart has been ripped out. The baby of the family moved out yesterday, and Monty and I are officially empty-nesters. I'm so thankful that my husband worked so hard for all these years to provide for us, and I could take jobs that let me either bring my children to work with me, such as teaching pre-school, swimming lessons, etc. or jobs that I could work 100% around their schedules, sore throats, and fevers (and music tours ) I'll never regret not having a bigger house, newer car, etc., because I had more time with my precious children while they were an arms length away. My suggestions to young parents is if you can scale back a bit to be able to spend more valuable time with your kids, do it. I promise, it will be a blink of your eye and you'll have an empty room with storage tubs stacked with school yearbooks, one lone guitar hanging on the wall, and you'll marvel at how fast time goes. On a good note, I think all the grand babies are coming over to swim today (I see them almost daily) and I've already talked to Forrest on the phone this morning to answer several "how do I take care of business?" questions, tell him I love him, and make plans to bring groceries to his new house in Stillwater. My goodness, I hope this gets easier~Love my children♥