When my children first started to be independent and have plans of their own, I felt a sense of  sadness whenever two and especially when all three would be out, leaving no kids at home. It’s not that I have nothing to do, I have lots to do, but there was a sense of loss, the passing of a season of life.

Then when my son left to live in another country, and my older daughter was in college, I got used to having a single child.

This weekend my single child is gone on a 4-day retreat with church. I miss her noise and conversation, but I didn’t feel the same sadness.

I suppose if I live to be 969 as Methuselah did in the Bible, I would still have to go through the emotions of a changing life stage. I am getting used to the “circle of life.”

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