Sunday, August 31, 2008

Changes

Emma moved into her new place this weekend and it was one of those bittersweet life passages—for me at least. Sweet because we now have more space in the house, which has been topsy turvy with her stuff for the last couple of weeks. But mostly it’s sad to see her go because we’ve had so much fun together over the summer. She starts work full time as a corporate lawyer on September 8th and it’s unlikely that she will ever be coming home again to live.
I know I won’t be seeing as much of Emma in the future either because of her job, and I shed more than a few tears when I walked into her empty bedroom after the moving van left. I guess now is the perfect time to ease that empty spot in my heart by doing some art.

6 comments:

A bird in the hand said...

I left you something on my blog. Maybe it'll help a wee bit!

Godelieve said...

Wishing you and Emma all the best.
I remember the mixed feelings, the empty spot in the nest....
Time flies!
Wishing you lots of inspiration too.

justjen said...

I know the feeling, as you see them wander off, filled with the hope and anticipation of all they plan for their lives. Let the tears flow. You've earned them. Hugs to you!

azirca said...

Times like this are tough, my heart goes out to you and your family. When the time is right I'm sure that your creative energy will guide and inspire you and fill that empty spot in your heart to overflowing.
*hugs*

Leslie Jane Moran said...

Hi Susan. I'm still in and out, but couldn't help but empathize with your empty nest situation. Like all loss, it takes time....and then you find all this NEW SPACE and install the hot-tub!!! (Just kidding. Sort of - I did turn Gordon's room into a studio :) Seriously, I hope you are busy enough that the days fly by and
that Emma's enthusiasm for her new situation gives you all the buoyancy you need to stay afloat! Have been really enjoying your blog in my quietness.

martha brown said...

Oh Susan, I know that I felt the big lump in my stomach when Lauren moved out. But then she moved back. and then out. and then back. I know that next time will likely be for good, but I'll hold her close for a year or two yet. But doesn't feel so good to know how well you've prepared her for life? I think that we've done our jobs well.....