When I decided to let my hair go grey, I figured, "Aw, it won't take that long to grow. It'll be easy." 2 years later, well, I'm mostly "done" and it wasn't that easy, nor did it grow that fast. But it was worth it. The easiest times during the process were when I wasn't… Continue reading Mom, it’s just hair, it grows
Category: Emptying the nest
How I discovered a 28-year-old pen
Listen up as I share the secrets of my discovery with you. I want you to feel good about discoveries like mine when you come across them in your home. What did I discover that I haven't parted with over the years as a Dubious MinimalistTM? While the list is long, a memorable item stands… Continue reading How I discovered a 28-year-old pen
No fooling, decades of Easters fly by
Yesterday, I promised myself the snow would melt, and April 1st would bring us green grass. Just kidding...Mother Nature's April fools jokes are in full swing here in Wisconsin. There's no green grass, just white snow...! And it's eery in our house this morning. The toxic spirit of winter is hovering over the house and… Continue reading No fooling, decades of Easters fly by
Bee Wise a Grand-Cat-Parenting tail
I'm experiencing my 2nd dose of grand-cat-parenting this week. Yes, that's an official word for empty-nest parents whose adulting children have a cat instead of kids. Bee is adorable. Or at least I remember her as an adorable, cuddly, little kitten. She was born in the jungle on the hobby farm. She was the runt,… Continue reading Bee Wise a Grand-Cat-Parenting tail
Oh, dear (deer), it’s just the cabin fever
Lately, I wonder which one it is, my cabin fever or my life as a 53-year old empty-nester mom, that gets me longing for youthful days more? How do I recapture those recharged feelings I had in my youth or those I had during the years when our kids were young? As the sun sets… Continue reading Oh, dear (deer), it’s just the cabin fever
The pedals of joy in empty-nest parenting
I've been reflective all week, especially about my role in empty nest parenting. I've wondered if I'll ever get used to our kids not being around. Or will I always miss their younger days when I'd see them every morning, afternoon, and evening? Even if I remind myself it wasn't our goal in parenting to… Continue reading The pedals of joy in empty-nest parenting