Hey Reader, Did you guess? It’s Zack. If you’re new around here, my son Zack just wrapped up his first year of college. One whole year—gone in a blink! And today... we’re picking him up. 😱 I. Cannot. Wait. Tonight, he’ll sleep in his own bed, safe and sound. My heart is full. And yet... we’re also feeling a little apprehensive. Can I tell you a secret? We kind of like empty nesting. I feel a little guilty even saying that. But my coach reminded me—maybe that’s a good thing. It means we’ve done our job. He’s growing up, and we’re growing into this next chapter, too. Still, that guilt sneaks in. Are you an empty nester too? Have you figured out the dance of kids coming home, leaving again, and all the emotions in between? I’d love your best advice. Hit reply and share—I really want to hear. Until next week, P.S. If you’re thinking about downsizing in the next few years, here’s my best advice for you. |
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Hey Reader, Years ago, when my son was little, I was deep in clutter—and deep in denial. I think I was an organized hoarder. 😳 Here’s what I believed at the time: “I just need better storage.” → I thought the right bins or baskets would finally make everything feel organized. “Rearranging will fix it.” → I’d spend hours moving stuff around instead of making real decisions. “I should use every inch of space.” → I believed empty drawers were wasted space, so I filled them… whether I needed the...
Hey Reader, Thank you for all the advice! So many of you shared your thoughts about the dance of kids coming home, leaving again, and all the little ground rules we need in between. Here’s my favorite one: “If you’re staying here, please let us know what time you’ll be back. Not a control thing, but we have a life too—and we want to know if the person coming in at midnight is you or an intruder.” ---Alicia Yes! 🙌 We have a life too. (If you’re new here, my son Zack just wrapped up his first...
Hey Reader, What season are you in right now? I don’t mean spring or summer (or “pollen with a side of 40-degree nights,” as we call it here in the Mid-Atlantic). I mean your season of life. Are you… Empty nesting and craving simplicity? Stepping on Legos and buried under toys? Or somewhere in between—juggling aging parents and growing kids? That last one? That’s me right now. They call it the Sandwich Generation, and it’s real. My husband and I are helping care for four aging parents. We...