My Empty Nest

It's not always empty.

Home Base for the Holidays

Sometimes it's more empty when it's full

Our kids are home for Christmas break. Well, sort of. Our daughter is out with friends. Our son is spending one more night on  his campus so that he can go to a party. My husband is stuck at work, and the dogs are in the basement.  So technically I'm the only one who's home. I'm in the kitchen, dandy and fine, cooking up a storm in preparation for the snow event that may be coming to the east coast as early as tomorrow morning. If the forecasters are right this time then at least we'll have plenty of food to keep us going until they dig us out (whoever they are.) If the weathermen are wrong and there is no snow, I'll have plenty to eat while I work at home and everyone else is out of the house. It's funny that bad weather may be what gets us all together. But either way it works, just as long as the empty nest doesn't get too full -- of me.

I like to cook, and eat and write. I like spending time by and with myself. So being home alone on a Friday night is no big deal to me. It's strange though. This is the first time I've felt like an empty nester - the weekend that our kids come home from college. Maybe that's because they aren't really home for good.  They're just home for now.  And that's all right.  It is what it is.  Home for good is part of the past. Home for the holidays is our new normal.

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By the way, if it doesn't snow, you're all invited over for dinner.  



Madora Kibbe is a Christian Science practitioner and writer who lives in New York.


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