As a girl, I always dreamed of the day when I would get married and have kids.
By the time I was in high school, being a wife and mother was no longer thought of as a future “career” option … sure, it would likely be part of my life as a woman, but it wasn’t the be-all and end-all.
Once the hubster and I got married, I longed for the day when we would become parents. That magic day happened four years and one week after our wedding, when Mr 20 was born; Miss 18 completed our family two and a half years later.
Since then, the years have sped by. Our children are now grown; Miss 18 has recently flown the nest.
After spending most of my lifetime wanting to have kids, then being in the thick of raising them, I am now on the other side. I’ve done it. Mission accomplished.
Now what?!
I thought I was prepared for this – I even used to look forward to being “free” again. It’s not as if I’ve built my life solely around my children all these years. I’ve worked, I’ve studied, had other interests, friends, done volunteer work, and am closer to the hubster than ever …
But I Must Confess: my world has changed forever. There is a huge gaping hole in my life; the dream that propelled me forward for nearly 50 years, has been fulfilled.
While I’m grateful for that, I’m left feeling empty, and wondering just what next … and is there life after kids?
I know this too shall pass but it’s a really weird feeling in the meantime!
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