Sending the Boys Back to School

This week marks the countdown to both of my sons heading back to school, and honestly, I can’t decide whether I’m excited or ready to curl up in a corner and cry. How did this happen so fast?

My oldest stayed at school for most of the summer, taking extra credits so he can graduate on time next year. He’s finally home for two weeks, which somehow never feels long enough. I’m soaking up every story, every visit from his friends (I miss them too), and every little moment I can get.

Meanwhile, my younger son is about to start his first year of university. Thankfully, he’s only a short ferry ride away — just in case homesickness kicks in… for either of us. The family room is currently overflowing with dorm essentials and way too many Bed Bath & Beyond purchases. At this point, I honestly have no idea how everything is supposed to fit into my friend’s SUV for move-in weekend.

I’m finally having to face the reality that the boys are both leaving home. Wow. Even typing that out makes me emotional. Don’t worry, though — I got this. I know there’ll be an adjustment period, and probably a few tears along the way. These two have been my heart and soul for so long that it feels like a piece of me is leaving with them.

But mixed in with all the emotions is a whole lot of excitement for them. I love hearing about their plans for the year ahead, the friends they’ll reconnect with, the new friendships they’ll make, and the experiences waiting for them. And yes… let’s be honest, there will definitely be parties. Ugh.

The social side will no doubt be fun, but the academic year ahead is going to be a grind. I’m just grateful it’s them doing the homework and not me. Kids these days are smart — here’s hoping they remember that when exams roll around!

So… Where Does That Leave Me?

Honestly? I’m still figuring that out.

I’m hoping the dog doesn’t get sick of me — or me of her. Work will continue to keep me busy, and writing has become a real passion of mine lately. Maybe this next chapter is about leaning into the things I love a little more. And of course, there’s always Paris — my other great love. I’ll be there this fall, so stay tuned for plenty of photos, stories, and probably a pastry or two.

I’m also spending time in Florence and finally visiting Milan for the first time, which I’m incredibly excited about. It’s been a while since I’ve been to Italy, and I’m already dreaming about the culture, the food, and the vino. I’ll also be visiting my friend “David” — probably the closest thing to the male anatomy I’ll be seeing anytime soon. Kidding. Sort of.

Milan has always been a bit of a mystery to me, and I honestly don’t know why I haven’t visited before. I’m looking forward to exploring the city, doing a little shopping, and yes — I already have my tickets to see The Last Supper.

Empty Nest, New Adventures

This empty nest phase will definitely be an adjustment for a while, but I’m also excited about the space it creates for new plans, new adventures, and maybe even rediscovering myself a little bit along the way.

My boys have spread their wings and flown away — metaphorically speaking, of course. I know, cheesy. Thankfully, they aren’t actually birds, which means they’ll still come back to the nest from time to time. And when they do, I still get to be Mom… and the best part is, they still let me.

LC

xo