Skip to main content

Six Sentence Story: Nest

Photo: Five children look over a fence at the zoo to see the rhinos

Thanks to the miracles of birth and adoption, the children came quickly--five within an eight-year span--and twenty-eight years after the first arrived, the last launched. Those almost-three decades, which simultaneously passed by slowly and all-too-quickly,  provided plenty of on-the-job opportunities to develop skills in  teaching, nursing, child psychology, culinary arts, taxi-driving . . . in short, parenting. Just like that, it was over--not her role as mother, that would be forever--but the little moments like kissing boo-boos better, snuggling during bedtime stories, listening to budding musicians practice their instruments, and visiting parks each week during the summers. As wonderful as those moments were, though, and as easy as nostalgia could come, the empty-nest was always the goal: raising children to become independent, confident, happy adults. They are soaring on their own. The parents can relax a bit and fly, too. 
***********************************

This week's prompt for the Six Sentence Story is nest. I feel like my story needs a disclaimer: some things are beyond anyone's control, situations are different, and this story gives just a tiny slice of my experience. 

Comments

  1. And it came to pass. . .
    Well done Six and parenting.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Aww isn't this the truth! Parenting sure qualifies us for numerous occupations. I think it should count toward college credits.

    ReplyDelete
  3. surely this, parenting, is the best example of something being more than the sum of the parts.
    good Six this week

    ReplyDelete
  4. Momming and Dadding are multitasking jobs. Butcher, baker, candlestick maker. But it's the best job ever. Wonderful six.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Oh, but what a history book you've written! Now that the nest is empty you'll have plenty of free time to enjoy the "second book in the series" :)
    Delightful Six!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I like the idea of the "second book in the series." Thanks!

      Delete
  6. And then comes the reward of grandchildren!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Conversations are so much nicer when more than one person does the talking. :-) Please leave a comment and let me know your thoughts; I'd love to hear from you!

Popular posts from this blog

Ten Things of Thankful: Dad's Influence Edition

Infant-me, sitting on the wood floor, looks up at my dad, who is sitting on a brown sofa and smiling down to me Here in the United States, it is Father's Day weekend. I did not realize until recently that Father's Day was not officially made a holiday until 1972. 1972! Now, while I realize that many people consider 1972 eons ago, I do not. I'm glad that fathers have a day of recognition now, because they surely deserve acknowledgement.  I thought for this week's Ten Things of Thankful post, I would list ten lessons I'm thankful my dad taught me. My dad is a teacher. Not only did he impart his knowledge to countless junior high aged kids throughout his career, he taught--and still teaches--my siblings and me. He is not a preachy teacher; he's a humble man whose lessons I feel like I learned through osmosis. When he would get home from work, we'd all sit down as a family for supper. Often, our phone would ring, and on the other end of the line would be a paren

Ten Things of Thankful: Summer Strawberries and Procrastinated Projects

A brilliantly-colored dark pink and purple fuchsia blossom You would think that by the time a person reaches my age, she would not be surprised by the passing of time, yet I find myself nearly constantly amazed that a certain amount of time has passed--whether that be a week, month, year, or couple of decades. Earlier this year, I planted a garden. Yesterday I harvested my first strawberry. Earlier this year, I also planted fuchsia starts, and now the flowers are blooming. How is that possible? (And why am I surprised?) Sometime around the turn of the century (and it still seems strange to use that phrase about the year 2000), we bought a circa 1935 dresser. It needed some TLC, but had a cool curvy front. This past week, I finally got around to applying some Restor-A-Finish and Feed-N-Wax, and now the dresser still looks old, but not dilapidated. I still need to apply some hide glue to some loose pieces, but I'm counting progress as a win. For as long as I can remember, I've be

Ten Things of Thankful: August Arrives!

A wild sunflower shows its cheery yellow petals My teacher friends are preparing to return to the classroom, whatever that looks like in their district. In any other year, I would be getting excited about BYU's Education Week. 2020 isn't like any other year, though, is it? Ed Week has been postponed to a date TBA and changed to an online format. While I am happy that I am getting projects done around the house, and I'm generally content to live the life of a hermit, I'm literally dreaming of going to Disneyland, which makes me think I must be getting a little case of cabin fever. (I'm not usually a big dreamer, or if I am, I don't usually remember my dreams. This one was particularly funny, I thought: I was in line to get into Disneyland. In front of me in line were the Twelve Apostles of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Elder Cook was having trouble and his ticket wasn't scanning. I said to the cast member, "He's OK. I can vouch fo