Probably the happiest period in life most frequently is in middle age, when the eager passions of youth are cooled, and the infirmities of age not yet begun; as we see that the shadows, which are at morning and evening so large, almost entirely disappear at midday.
— Eleanor Roosevelt
Peter Seger and the Byrds sang the song Turn! Turn!Turn! (to Everything there is a Season) in the 1960’s. Peter wrote the song based on the Book of Ecclesiastes from the Bible.
To everything there is a season. And a time to every purpose, under Heaven.
A time to be born, a time to die. A time to plant, a time to reap.
A time to laugh, a time to weep.
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together.
A time of love, a time of hate. A time of war, a time of peace.
A time you may embrace. A time to refrain from embracing.
As young girls we look forward to the time when our body changes and we get to wear our first bra and make-up.
Then we look forward to our driver license and the freedom that comes with that.
College is the next big turning point along with turning 21.
One dream many of us girls have from a very young age is getting married.
We think about our special day. We dream about our wedding gown, who will be in our wedding, the music that will play and about the details of our reception.
We also think about our Prince charming husband and all the wonderful children we will have together.
We know we will get married and have children.
We know we will get old and become grandparents.
Everyone talks about those two important seasons in our life.
No one talks about the season between our children leaving the nest and becoming grandparents
From of very young age we know we will get our license, graduate from college, get married, have children and then have grandchildren.
What people don’t talk about, is the time when us Moms no longer have the children at home.
The time when our children aren’t married and don’t have children yet.
Evertything has its season. My favorite season was when the kids were home and I got to play Mom. No one warned me about the season between kids leaving and becoming a grandparent.
They don’t talk about this weird period for us moms when we have no responsibilities to our children and have no young ones around to love, nurture and care for.
I am finding this to be a very lonely period of my life.
Children just fill our world with unconditional love, sweetness, and joy.
Children bring happiness into a family.
Being needed as a Grandparent.
I never thought about this period of time in my life. Not a thought.
This season of my life is a season no one prepared me for.
I don’t know how long this season will last. I will do my best to make the most of it.
But darn it, I liked being needed! I liked that season of my life the most! More then getting to wear make-up. More then graduating from college. More then getting married. I liked being a Mom to my school aged kids!
To this season in my life!
Do you struggle with this season? How are you dealing with it?
PS To my dear Sissy, If you happen to read this post it is NOT about pressuring you to have grandbabies. This is all about me and how to deal with the loneliness of not having children around who need me. No pressure here. No pressure! Love you my dear child!
These pictures were taken during the same time the big Arizona fire was burning. The smoke had traveled throughout New Mexico and into parts of Colorado.
I put my hiking boots on and went for an exploratory hike.
I noticed the flowers on the cactus plants were just getting ready to bloom.
By the last day of my trip, they were blooming.
When I was out on my walk, I continually looked down where I was walking looking for rattle snakes. There were no rattle snakes but I discovered this swarm of bees. They were fascinating. They would swarm around; then groups of them would gather together and create a ball with their bodies. Then some of the bees would fly off and others would go down into the holes they had made in the ground.
No one is watching the clock at the ranch so I had plenty of time to stand there and be entertained. Free entertainment! I am so easily entertained! hee hee
I was thankful to leave this encounter without any bee stings!
Y’all come back now! I still got me some stories to tell.
Maybe next time we could share a bottle of Sassafras!
Pam aka Middle Aged Mom out on her own searching for new adventures aka California City Slicker
My girlfriend, Italian MaMa, recently needed to go to Monterey, CA to attend a Brian Buffini conference. When she asked if I wanted to go along, it didn’t take much thought to say, “Yes, when do we leave?!” I love the opportunity to go to the beach. I knew even though she would be spending her days at the conference, we would find time to enjoy the beach, good food, good conversation and good wine.
Note to self: This is one of the benefits of being an empty nest mom, you don’t have to worry about the kids and you don’t have to ask anyone for permission to leave! Yippee! You no longer have to worry about the kids and dad. You no longer have to worry about what dad is feeding the kids, if they are remembering to get to their lessons, do their homework or if they have the proper clean clothes on. As an empty nest middle aged mom, you can go away in perfect peace.
It had the perfect blend of ummmm
it had the perfect blend of chocolate and ummmmm
it had the perfect blend of ???????
It was just perfect! Like girlfriend time always is!
Check out the label…
I am thinking …
I am thinking….
I am thinking I won’t go there because I try to keep this site clean.
I will just say that we were good after all we are both middle aged moms.
We are moms which means we have to be role models.
WAIT! We are empty nest moms.
We don’t have to go home with guilt on our face any more because there aren’t any kids at home to make us feel guilty and give us the ten question “What did you do all weekend” test.
WAIT! We are new to this empty nest job title.
WAIT! We didn’t take enough advantage of being empty nesters.
Guess we will need to go back…soon!
Hey, girlfriends, it is time to plan a weekend away. I will bring the naughty bawdy and meet you in Monterey!