Empty Room – Reposted

This is a piece I wrote after my son moved away from home. Appropriate today, the First Day of school for my friends with and now without children. Time goes fast and empty is hard sometimes.

Years later, the walls still have waves and fish on from one of our beautiful exchange students. There’s workout equipment in there now, and it’s filled with the beautiful memories I’d hoped it would be. 🙂

Empty Room

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