Dear Empty Nest Sydrome,

You have given me an unexplainable emptiness that words cannot explain,
only to be defined by feeling
Experiencing this void is not what a mother wants, to be quite honest!
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I wake to check on the children, slowly opening the door to peek in, walking in to listen to them breathe as they dream the sweetest of dreams,
kneeling down at the bedside kissing them on the forehead,  holding their hand ever so gently for a moment careful not to wake them, only to savor the few seconds that feel like a lifetime,
yet to realize years have past, and their beds lay empty, only leaving their sweet scent behind.
My children have grown, becoming beautiful people to begin their own nest.
The laughter from days gone by of  playful times are sorely missed.
The giggles and snickers made my ears rejoice, my face glow, wishing it never to end, but at the same time, my heart aches for more days such as those.

I miss my children!

So, Empty Nest Syndrome, although the pain is immeasurable, I want to
thank you for memory!

Sincerely,

Mother of 3 daughters