Which is a fair enough question.
I guess the best way to answer that question is that I’ve been wrapping my brain around the fact that my oldest has left the nest, and the next time he returns I will feel as if I have a visitor in my home.
Not that I’ve been depressed, (that seems to be the automatic assumption here). . . just wrapping my head around it.
I’ve also had a couple of rather large and heavy “balls” up in the air since our return from his graduation, and I’m just starting to feel like they won’t squish me flatter than a flitter if I take a moment to blog.
So, I’m back; but, right now, I’m off to do school with the kiddoes.