When my kids were little, I thought parenting would get easier as they grew older. I imagined a future where they’d magically become self-sufficient, thoughtful adults who only called me to say, “Thanks for everything, Mom.” Spoiler alert: That’s not exactly how it works. Parenting adult children is a whole Read more…
The day my youngest packed up their car and drove off to college, I stood in the driveway waving like an overly enthusiastic cruise director. The second they turned the corner, I burst into tears so hard that even the dog looked concerned. The empty nest was official, and with Read more…
Oh, the day your youngest flies the nest. It’s like you’re in a feel-good movie—proud tears, a celebratory glass of wine, and a soundtrack of We Are the Champions playing in your head. But what they don’t tell you is that shortly after, you’ll find yourself standing in the middle Read more…
So, the kids are out of the house, huh? It’s just you, a quiet home, and an entire box of wine calling your name (no judgment here). I get it—this is one of those bittersweet moments in life that they never fully prepare you for. The moment your kids walk Read more…