When I think about an empty nest I see a cold empty bowl-like structure hanging high in a tree, with remnants of what used to be a family home. A feather here, a piece of wood there…maybe even an old seed that…
We have all heard our peers or other family member’s perspective on what it might be like when the kids leave. On one end we have dread and fear, what are we going to do? How are we going to…