An Epiphany

I got it! All the emptiness, all the dejection--definitely because of this empty nest thing. At first I couldn't pinpoint what it was--brainstorming so hard to find the answer to my melancholy. Suddenly it became clear! Of course! I'm going through an empty nest syndrome!

Even though my sons are living here with me under my roof, they lead their own independent lives now. Some days I get to see them late at night when they get back. Other days talking with them on the phone would have to suffice. How hard it is, sometimes. Never the less, I am happy for them. I am happy for their success and their happiness. I wish them more happiness and success.

My hobbies--they do not satisfy me any more. I feel like I'm not getting what I need from them. I feel emotionally and intellectually starved.