Two of my nephews spent the better part of a week visiting us last month. The house was full of laughter, debate, good food and drink and energy, oh, the energy! The air was electric.
After they left, the house was quiet. Riley moped around: not only had he lost his big brother the previous week, but now his “boys” were gone.
He searched the guest room high and low for them and then, finally, laid down on his bed looking so sad.
We were sad, too. At the grocery store I passed products I’d bought for the boys just the week before and felt a bit nostalgic, remembering my prep for their visit. This, I thought, is a tiny taste of what “empty nest” must feel like to parents.
Any given moment is fleeting, here and then poof! gone! Memories remain, but no matter how rich, they’re still a pale facsimile of the real thing.
Which is why it’s so important to be fully in the moment, to experience the hell out of every bit of it. To laugh and to relax into the pleasures of life. Because life can be one boatload of fun if we let it.
Depression has never been a frequent visitor to my life, but the loss of our older dog last month really did make me blue, just as blue as when I lost my parents. Grief passes in time, I know, but that grey, flat feeling can seem endless. Fortunately, the boys arrived soon after and brought sunshine and laughter into my world once again. We loved showing them the Bay area and watching their wide-eyed appreciation of everything it has to offer.
We’re lucky to have such happy and fulfilling moments. And from time to time, I need to remind myself to wring every last bit of enjoyment out of them while they’re happening, because they’re gone quickly.
Fortunately, there are still many more moments ahead to savor and enjoy.