A lot of my friends and coworkers became empty-nesters within the last few week--at least until Winter Break. We're headed in that direction, and believe me, tears have already been shed over the growth of our babies: the older one is filling out college applications now and the younger one will become a teenager at the end of the month.
But...but...something else is happening. Hub and I have noticed that we spend more and more time alone together lately. More dinners a deux. More uninterrupted conversations. More companionable silences.
Oh, sure, these moments of two-ness are punctuated, frequently, by requests for the Mom-and-Pop Taxi Service. But sometimes there are whole stretches of morning, afternoon, and evening that involve just us.
"We're entering a new phase," Nick said the other day. I nodded in acknowledgment, and then we both smiled. "I like it," he added.
Me, too. Yes, it's bittersweet, this leaving the nest business. But, it's good to know that if we can keep our health and the creek don't rise, there's our two-ness to look forward to after the girls are gone.