So now I am an official empty nester. My youngest son, Dylan, has gone out of town to college. It’s a strange feeling for me after 30 years of being a parent. It is a little unsettling. The life I created had been much more than just parenting. Social groups, school activities, 4H work and community events are now gone. There are changes in my schedule. There are less responsibilities. Like my son, I actually have a new freedom. So this is where I can recreate myself.
Recently, I discovered an acrostic poem that Dylan wrote on his name when he was 12 years old. I put the poem in his move in bag for him to read after we left. I wrote next to the poem, “Now that you’re in college, what will your new acrostic be?”
Now that I think about it. What will MY new acrostic be?