Empty-nest syndrome

Whew! What a weekend!

With my sister’s wedding last week, it has been a flurry of activities extending up to just this weekend! Since she and her husband left for their new “home,” my other sister and I have been busty exchanging and fixing our rooms, thowing what was not needed anymore, giving away what was still usable, and making sure our rooms were habitable.

When someone leaves the house, the house becomes spacier, the clutter lessens, and the room brightens because of the sudden increase in floor space. I’m realizing we don’t need a home alarm anymore since our appliances and furniture are down to a bare minimum!

On the other hand, our hearts are gloomier and it feels like a part of us has gone away. Even Wendy feels sad that “Tita Li will no longer be sleeping in our house.” Ours is really a happy family, and the departure of one leaves a hole in each one of us. Imagine, for 26 years, my sister has lived with us in the same house, and for 23 years, she and I [plus our other sister] have been sleeping in the same room! Now, wala na! Loneliness creeps in when we remember the funs and busy times! Minus 1 family member again…This is what they must call the empty-nest syndrome [although the “nest” is not yet empty]. I can see it in my sister’s eyes, in my daughter’s eyes, and in my mother’s eyes. Aaahhh…the downside ot a close-knit family.

But I guess I would have to deal with that. And besides, the newlyweds live just a village away! He! He!