As I understand the popular term, my wife and I are now “Empty Nesters”. When I think of those words, it brings to mind a bird nest I pulled out of the eaves of our house a few years ago. The birds that had lived there were noisy, active, and frankly—pretty annoying. At the end of the season, when I was sure the birds had left, I pulled my rake out of the shed and poked the nest with the handle a few times. The nest fell to the ground in a small cloud of dust. It was brown and dirty; held together with droppings, string, and dead twigs. It was indeed empty. This is not the empty nest I want for my family.
Through a timing happenstance, both our two young adult children left our nest in the same month. …show more content…
We’ve planned vacations, purchased bikes, and began nightly walking excursions. She has a craft hobby that she’s really digging into. I’m here; writing and talking with you. It’s a good thing to rejuvenate our relationship as we take on these changes. But frankly, I miss the kids. I miss them alot.
A month ago, my phone buzzed in my pocket as I sat in a meeting at work. I excused myself from the meeting and found a quiet place to answer. When I thumbed the answer button, my daughters concerned voice came over the phone, “Dad, how do you unplug a toilet?” Since she lives about a half an hour away, I quickly engaged with her in a toilet troubleshooting session over the phone. We discussed plungers, overflowing water, and cleanup. After a few follow up calls, she had sucessfully resolved the problem.
It made me happy—not that her toilet was plugged mind you—but because I was available in her life for that little emergency. She was my little girl again, asking for me to do something with her, however messy. It made my day. Later, when my wife asked her why she didn’t get the call, my daughter said, “Right, mom…” So, I’m still a dad, with all the reliable talents that a dad