Yesterday we celebrated my son Joe's 25th birthday. It was an emotional day for me. I spent the afternoon with my sister and daughter in a local candle store. We started talking about Joe being 25, and where the time has gone. Her oldest will be leaving for Ohio U in Sept, and the thought of his leaving is really taking a toll on her. We are so sad to see him go. We are a close knit family.
I think I need to call my mom and ask her just how she dealt with her bustling home turning into an empty nest. I have had an emotional week. I am supposed to be taking Zoloft, but I have not in a month or more. I don't like the weight gain and whats more, I don't like not being able to deal with my life without a pill. Where is the happy medium?
My sister seems so forlorn about the boys going off to college, she actually wants one of my daughters to live with her next year. I am sick at the thought of my girls leaving me. I have two boys left...they are young...I am not so young. The thougth of being left with B and the two young ones is so depressing to me. I should be overjoyed, but I'm not. I feel helpless, and tired and worried. One day at a time I guess.