Now What?

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Like most people, I felt like there would always be kids. Kids with their joys and with the aggravation that comes from living with them. “Suddenly” I find myself with a high school senior and three adult “kids” living as adults.

I didn't raise a stupid fourth child. He knows what sets me off and he knows not to go there. I appreciate it but, I'm confused. I'm not constantly collecting laundry or picking up dishes. I pretty much know where everyone is. What the heck? I've lost my purpose?

Sure, I have a lovely husband. But, these past few months have made it abundantly clear that we need to get to know each other (as people without kids) again. Oh, we had date nights and tried to keep our original connection. But, if you have kids, you know, that's difficult.

And, now here I am. Twenty-four years out of the work force. Learning the ins and outs of social media and selling furniture. Go figure. This was not in my 22-year-old brain when I was making plans. Crazy how things work.

I know a lot of you who read here are in the same boat. What's your plan for when the last kiddo flies?