We will be truly empty nesters in less than thirty days. We have wondered about the days of flying solo. Not having to coordinate cars, or when will we ever have a dinner together, are your clothes clean and do we ever have enough food in the house. We are embarking on chicken breasts for two and a small salad. And four months from now I will be given the chance to embarrass my sons with the biggest bear hug known to motherhood.
So Skype is in place, I am warming up my thumbs to text message, my email account is razor sharp and hopefully there will be a response from the other end. But if there is not that is okay because no news is good news. And that means my boys are also flying solo.
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