The xbox is turned off, the movies are back on the shelf, bikes will sit idol in the garage until I hang them on the rafters, the fire pit and roasting sticks have most likely been used for the last time this year, pictures and paint samples on the table are replaced by pens, notebooks, a calculater and a stapler. It's eight o'clock and there's no noise in the house, which isn't unusual with teenagers. Mine were sleeping until noon every day. But it seems quieter when they're gone than when they're sleeping. Maybe because when I say noise, I don't mean just the sounds I hear or don't hear, I mean the feeling I get when I am with someone vs. the emptiness I feel when I'm home alone. Several of my friends have kids who've left for college. I still have three years before having to face that stage of life, but the beginning of every school year and the emptiness of the house while they're at school is a reminder that it won't be long before my house won't just be empty from 7:00 - 3:00, but maybe from the end of August until Thanksgiving or Christmast and then maybe even longer. It's 8:10 now and my day is completely scheduled, but I'm thankful for that or I might just sit by the window and miss my kids all day. I've read that for every word I blog, I'm not writing my book, so it's back to my book, but I couldn't just start on my book this morning without mentioning that I miss my kids.
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