Some of Lucia’s words

And life always surprises us, often anticipating something that we plan for the not too near future.

Yes! I already thought about writing a book, however, not at this moment.

But, I was boarding on this adventure by Amalia Maldonado’s invite, my friend and a writer, and went looking for inspiration in the past and present facts of my life, to address a subject that hits and brings suffering for many parents. 

Such as a Psychologist and a neuropsychologist, I face complaints from parents that are living a painful and suffered experience from Empty Nest Syndrome.

But, before I am to be a psychologist, also I am a mother and already lived this experience and, with knowledge of the cause, can say that although seems that the time had stopped at this time of too much anguish, like a step of magic,

The universe brings back to us our children, and if is not enough for our joy and calming our heart, they bring in their arms their children, our cute and lovely grandchildren, that will be sweetness and lull our soul and hearts. 

But, until this return of our children and grandchildren happens, we pass days and days of pain a lot, loneliness and anguishes.

We spend a big part of our life dedicating and caring for our children, wake up in the middle of the night to cover them, stay up at night cherishing when they aren’t feeling well, caring about meals, everything those and much more is a balsam for our soul. 

And, like this, we follow by life doing possible and impossible for them to grow stronger and with health. 

A measure that the times’ pasts, our beloveds are growing, our body already is not more too agile, our skills already reduced, the skin has been wrinkled about the time, our dark hairs give space to white hairs, and the house that before had been occupied every corner now has leftover empty spaces.  

Children flying like birds. Photo by https://unsplash.com/Ilnur Kalimullin

Everybody went, flying such as birds,  to make their own nests, leaving back history, to continue another, write by themselves and based on everything that they learned.

At the open the room’s door and to see the bed tidy and other rooms in silent, loneliness and a big empty gets our soul.

For me, it is a challenge to be part of the build of this series, so, as a mother and daughter, while I am writing, traveling to my past, I reflect on my present and go-ahead to meet my future. 

Reading is an excellent hobby for those who like it, so I hope that the reader has a good read and that the series is an instrument for breathing for those who are facing discomfort because of loneliness.

Credit photo: by Darwin Vegher on Unsplash

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