I spent about a year moping about after my youngest fledged the nest for Northeastern University. A study in contrasts of the day he left for kindergarten and I danced in the street after his school bus turned… Read More
I looked at my husband the other day and smiled. “We’ve become a cliche’, you know. Empty nesting parents with fluffy little white dogs.” It was kind of a shock. We used to be cool kids, going to the beach, hanging out in coffee houses listening to good live music, going on trips.