Already?
It's a quiet Sunday morning. Jamie is away for the week-end camping with friends, Iris stayed over at a girlfriend's place last night, and Alan is several hours from being up and about. For probably the first time ever, the house feels too big. It's occurred to me that a year from now (if all goes according to plan) Iris will be away at university, Alan very likely won't be living here any more, and we will be left with one child in a four bedroom house.
Sometimes this gives me a sense of satisfaction; a 'my job is done' kind of feeling. But at other times I'm puzzled. How did it happen that I am nearing the empty nest stage of my life? It makes me wonder how anyone can come to the end of their life without looking into that blue light and thinking, "What? Already?! There must be some mistake."
9:16:55 AM 
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