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…
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…