I am a 37 year old single mom, of an amazing 18 year old college freshman who is now attending a university 800 miles away.
This is what I do to counteract the empty nest woes:
I have taken on the roll of an employee/ parent to a freshman in college. It’s a job. It is an important multifaceted job. And oh my word, is the pay lousy! Now then, here’s what I do; I focus on what I can do for my son, anticipate his needs, (as difficult as that seems, and as much as it annoys him), then I listen to him, all the while stepping back trying not to ask too many, “QUESTIONS”.
Stress? Depression? I can relate to that.
My son worked a part time job as a highschool senior and saved most of his own paychecks all through the summer, and it wasn't much, He saved it of his own accord in order to help pay for little things when he got to college. I encouraged him to save, I paid him an allowance for helping me out. I do send him some “mad money”, any small amount, although not much, due to the fact that I am disabled, and get social security.
I didn’t even have one thin dime to help pay for his college, ( even though he was an honor role student, and got great scores on his SATs etc., and all his teachers liked him, and his college was more than happy to get him). He only got partial financial aid. There was a computer glitch, I’m not sure what, but even though our contribution responsibility according to the state, was ZERO, and we filed the first day we could to FAFSA, and FAFSA said he was eligible for 100 percent financial aid, his college said that the financial aid “ran out”. Can any of you all relate to this phenomenon? So you see, it is my job to find him money, under the couch cushions, on the floor of my messy car, wherever! Now that’s a job.
I wait for his calls, and I call him and e-mail him. That’s a fun job!
I mail him packages of cool stuff, little things I find in the house he may want, or some gum/candy and a cool coffee mug he might like.
I say to him, I’m proud of you, I love you, and I’m happy that you like it there. (At his university).
What a great job eh?.
My new job is (as always); Mother, listener, e-mailer, accountant , package sender, and soft shoulder to lean on. All these tasks I do from 800 miles away from him, and yet…..
I’d do them just the same if he still lived in my nest.
Focus on your new role….don’t focus on being “alone”.
Because you’re not………………………..