Ok. I lied. I miss my girls. I'm not completely paralyzed with sorrow or anything but I do indeed miss them. I also miss what having them here represented for me....a purpose, MY purpose. Now I suppose I need to go and find a new purpose. What will I do now?
Of course, I realize that my youngest is still with me, but if you've ever met her, you realize that she needs me even less than the other two did. She's independent and adventurous by nature. She loves being on the go and socializing and being involved....she charges her batteries by being with people. She's a positive force and makes an entrance where ever she goes. I am sure she is going to thrive this year and next, in fact, she's informed me that she is excited at having her "own" bathroom. (Wait til her sisters come to visit and hear that one!)
I was telling her about how I am feeling and ever so squarely, she looked me in the eye and said, almost exasperated, "Mom! Who do you think I take after?"
So.....I guess, maybe there is hope for me after all.