Nest

I thought I would be immune from the empty nester syndrome. I have a full-time job, lots of friends, dozens of projects, I am dizzying busy all the time. But he is leaving today and I feel disoriented. I need to cry a summer thunderstorm but that is not happening. Instead, I have been drizzling non-stop for days. My eyes are so swollen that I can only see the world through thin slits.

He tells his friends I am the GOAT. He has no idea that he is the special one, he is much more than what I raised.

A new normal begins again.

My heart goes out to all of you who are capable of intense love but also have the courage to keep moving even after a big piece of you has been ripped away. Big lizards we are. Big, loving, giving, stubborn lizards.

Love.