Some parents dread it.
Some parents can’t wait.
Let’s be honest, some parents haven’t experienced it yet,
though their kids are in their thirties.
But I think most feel a combination of the dread and anticipation
embodied in the single question:
What now?
There are a million decisions to be made. Correction, there are
a million choices to be made. You see, your children are adults now. Your
choices no longer possess the urgency they did when you were making decisions
for them as well. Relax. Breathe. You now have the time to do both. You don’t
have to sell the house and move to Boca
Raton. At least not now. Hold off on buying the
bejeweled track suit just yet. Relax. Breathe.
It’s time to take stock.

Let’s look at the things you no longer have to do. You no longer have to pick up socks from random places socks were never meant to be. You no longer have to sew Halloween costumes that absolutely must look like an authentic Jedi uniform. You no longer have to wipe boogers, catch spit-out food barehanded or clean up projectile vomiting. You never have to change another diaper as long as you live. You are no one’s chauffer, maid, personal assistant, chef, party planner, personal shopper, ATM or nurse. Now if you’re like me, this is a mixed blessing. I don’t miss the boogers. I do miss the little face looking up at me as if I could fix everything that came attached to said boogers. Those little faces have already gone through the “Mom’s-so-dumb-she-doesn’t-know-anything” teenage years and now look at me as I am – a flawed human who did the best she could and still has a few pearls of wisdom to dispense.

Taking Stock – Three Lists

Taking Action – Three Dares
Now you have three lists of things that, if pursued wholeheartedly,
will fully use your ability, passion and talent as well as using up your
expendable time.

Now you’ve answered the three small questions that make up
the big question: What now?
Specifically: What have I accomplished so far? What is
possible? What is my next step?
You have also made a commitment to yourself to pursue three
things that are for you and only you. You are re-feathering your empty nest in your
own beautiful colors.
You no longer have to pick up socks from random places socks
were never meant to be. You no longer have to wipe
boogers, catch spit-out food barehanded or clean up projectile vomiting. You
never have to change another diaper as long as you live….
Until the
grandchildren arrive.
Enjoy!