The lyrics from a popular song a few decades back keep running through my head:

“Where have you gone my little boy, little boy?

Where have you gone my sonny, my own?

Turn around you’re two, turn around then you’re four;

Turn around you’re a young man going out the door“

Today, as I reflect on this “empty nest” season in a guest post at Not aLone Mom.com, they seem particularly poignant.

From my post:

“The youngest of our four sons officially took flight nearly two months ago when he headed off to college, but the reality of living in a nest minus the jumble of basketballs, piles of dirty gym clothes, loud music and an always-empty fridge is just beginning to settle in.”

How are you feathering your empty nest? Hop on over to Not aLone Mom to join the conversation.