I don't mean to complain...

Apparently, it takes me just over two weeks to start missing my girls. Since they were all home over the holidays, I was happy to be able to spend some individual time with each of them. I am certainly a bit biased when I tell you that they are amazing people and I am proud to have had even a little bit to do with the way they have turned out. I’m sure I would like them even if they weren’t my kids! Mandi went back to Santa Barbara on December 28th and then on the 30th Jenn flew back to DC and Beckie drove back to SB.

So, here we are, half way through January, and I‘ve been feeling crummy all week. This is partly because I tweaked my back during a CPR/first aid training last weekend, and (I figured this out just now), because I miss my girls. I know this from the little pangs I get when I call one of them and she doesn’t answer or when I do get one of them on the line and she isn’t able to talk for very long.

Honestly, I am past the point of needing them to live in my house. In fact, I have started to enjoy the fact that when I choose to clean house, it stays clean. (Except when Baby Hurricane aka Wild Thing comes for a sleepover). And sometimes, it’s kind of nice to have the place to ourselves. What’s the best thing about having an empty nest? Why, naked breakfast, naked lunch and naked dinner, of course! Right about now, the girls would be saying “Eeeeewwwwwwwww!” I’m just kidding, though. We only have naked breakfast on the weekends!

Anyway, I MISS my daughters. I miss seeing their beautiful faces and hearing their sweet voices. I miss going shopping and going to the movies and having late night talks and playing Scrabble and drinking coffee…together. I don’t want them to feel badly; I’m just being honest and saying what IS. Before they came into the world I had no idea that I would love anyone so much and I had no idea how much it would hurt to be away from them. It’s so strange to be the parent of adult children. I find it much harder that when they were young and living at home.

(Deep Sigh)

I really don’t mean to complain. I guess I am still adjusting. I am grateful that I did have that time with them over the holidays and I’m fortunate that they still call home and visit when they can. I’ll get used it all one of these days…right?