wind

Windy, windy, windy. I can't seem to escape it, but it does bring with it a sense of change. My sweetheart, daughter of 30 years, is buying her own house today. She will not be too far off, but the comfort of her constant presence will ebb. Empty nesting, formerly existing in fits and starts, will become the norm. True, there will be lots of get-togethers, meals, holidays, and the fun of helping her with her new abode. But still, the dogs, her dad and I will miss her.