“I don’t think I’m going to like it,” said Elizabeth yesterday. She was referring to the next stage of her life – the empty nest stage. It is the best of times and the worst of times at home too. We have had children in the house for the last 25 years. But, suddenly, the house may become strangely quiet.
Henry has heard from the colleges to which he applied and made his decision. He might have stayed on with us in Paris and gone to medical school here (where it would be free!). Instead, he’s going to the University of Virginia next year.
Meanwhile, after a year in London, our actress daughter, Maria, is headed for Hollywood. We also have an older son in South America…and another daughter in London.
“Jules will be in Boston…Henry will be in Charlottesville. Maria in California,” Elizabeth lamented. “And now Edward is talking about going to boarding school. If he goes, I’ll be an empty nester sooner than I planned. I don’t know if I can stand it.
“Now I think of all those times I just wanted a little peace and quiet…I wished for some time to myself…some time when I didn’t have to listen to children…didn’t have to find their clothes or help them with their homework. Now, I’ll have all the time I want…all the time to myself. I’ll come home and there won’t be any children waiting to ask me questions…or waiting for me to fix dinner. I’ll be all by myself. It sounds dreadfully lonely.”
“Don’t worry,” was our reply. “Edward doesn’t really want to leave us. He’s just trying out the idea to see how it sounds…and to see how we react to it. If we seem to like the idea, he won’t do it.”
“Yes, but I don’t like the idea. I hate the idea.”
“Well, just try not to show it.”
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