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Empty Nest

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Was contemplating today about how there is a lot out there for women and Menapause but not so much about empty nest.... its talked about but quite often in a jokey way... and yet it is really quite a profound transition in life. We suddenly have this space in our day to day that was not there before, whether mentally or physically or both. Husband and wife meet again years later and have to find their relationship again but with a whole life of wonder between this meeting and their first. Woman goes from full time mother to mother and wife and if we are luckily enough best friend. None of this is a negative, just an observation, an awareness. And who are we when we start to make time for ourselves again....? Are we the funky, 90's babe we once thought we were... are we that still? HA

Or are we someone differerent. Who are we at are core? Who were we then that we are still now?

Has the gift of parenting taught us so much that we have grown.... changed? Or perhaps just transformed....

It is a time for self care, contemplation and even more growth. We are given the opportunity to shine even brighter having learnt so many lessons from our kids to be a better, brighter, kinder, more patient human bean. It might be that we feel a bit sad and that is ok! I have... i know in my heart i am so incredibly grateful, happy and proud of their growing wings but i sometimes feel sad... but only becuase i want to wrap them up in a big hug on my lap. The reality they probably won't fit anymore! And i know in my heart.... they are in my heart so all is more than ok!

So even though it is the path and fly they must... some awareness of the transition... to feel the transition is a must too. And hey they fly, they come back, they fly, they come back.

What a privelege.


With gratitude

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