Empty Nesters

I have recently had a brief glimpse into the "empty nesters" phase of life. Every time I walk by my bedroom window, a bit of sadness washes over me. We got so used to having our bird's nest full. First with the faithful mama bird sitting on her beautiful blue eggs. She'd screech at us anytime we got too close. As a mama myself, I can understand her desire to protect those eggs from any and ALL danger. Then as they hatched, seeing the little heads pop up out of the nest anytime mom or dad came near with food, beaks wide open. I was fascinated by the instincts of the mom and the babies. So cute. And the dedication of those parents keeping 4 babies fed - it must have been exhausting (no wonder they teach them to fend for themselves so early!)

We left on vacation a few weeks ago and came home to an empty nest. I SO wanted to see the little ones learn how to fly. And now they're gone. And the nest is so lonely. I can only imagine what life will be like when my little ones learn how to fly off on their own and leave me with an empty nest. If Toy Story 3 is indication, I will be in bad shape!! I suppose as I walk by my empty nest, I should bask in the constant chirping going on downstairs and enjoy these boys as long as I can. A good reminder for these long summer days. My current status is happy with an active, full nest!