New Beginning
The moment it hit me, I was sitting in our living room. The house stood quiet and it was just me, alone with my thoughts and a strange new reality.
In that quiet, I felt kind of torn. I missed the noise and the chaos of having the kids around all the time. It's weird how a house can feel so full one moment and then just...empty. But at the same time, I felt this sense of freedom I hadn't felt in years. Like, suddenly, my time was my own again. I didn't have to plan my day around anyone else for the first time in forever.
I started thinking about all the things I'd put off because I was so busy with the kids. There were so many things I wanted to do but never had the time for. Now, it's like I've been given this gift of time, and it's up to me to decide what to do with it.
It's a weird mix of feelings. I was sad about one chapter of my life ending but also kind of excited about what's next. It's like I've been given a blank page, and it's up to me to write the next chapter.
I made a promise to myself right there in the living room to really make the most of this new phase. Not to just fill the silence with noise but to do the things that matter to me.