I celebrated America’s 235th
birthday yesterday- ahh, Independence Day! Amidst the spectacular fireworks display, I looked around me and saw all ethnic groups, all religions, all getting along. Freedom at its finest.
Personally, I feel a sense of freedom that is unfamiliar and unlike any other I’ve felt in the past eleven years. I am uncomfortable at times as I begin to embrace this new concept of timelessness… You see, my kids are away at summer camp. Although this new found freedom of mine will be short-lived, I’ve promised myself that I will not spend my days worrying if they’re putting on sunscreen and clean clothes for that matter, if their tiny fingernails have been cut or if they miss my kiss as the bunk lights are turned down for the night. I digress. I promise myself that I will put me and my needs and my old sense of adventure back into action.
Allow July 4th
to help you find inner freedom, to conger up images of your own sense of timelessness and then take action. I imagine my current state to be similar to that of an “empty nester.” (Although, mine is temporary, I realize). I urge one of you to start an Empty Nester’s group
and in the meantime, reach out to “empty nester” Butterfly moms, who may or may not be wrestling with their own newfound freedom:
Promise me this: you won’t wait until your kids go to overnight camp or off to college to figure out what you want to be, or do, when you grow up. Butterfly, and empowering moms, is my freedom and I hope a bit of yours too.
Co-Founder and Mother