tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post6640494663605093599..comments2024-03-27T20:39:04.792-04:00Comments on KILLER HOBBIES: Leaving the NestBetty Hechtmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652848311122102223noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-27131558273162623062008-08-18T20:44:00.000-04:002008-08-18T20:44:00.000-04:00Maggie,I'm trying to think of this as Act II of my...Maggie,<BR/><BR/>I'm trying to think of this as Act II of my life. This is my time. I'm not losing a son; I'm gaining a bedroom--and a house payment! <BR/><BR/>I hope you'll consider scrapbooking. There's a lot of stuff to scrap besides our kids.Joanna Campbell Slanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01951637123269159053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-23144086321600101492008-08-18T19:27:00.000-04:002008-08-18T19:27:00.000-04:00Thanks for such a lovely post to which I can relat...Thanks for such a lovely post to which I can relate. I too just moved my only child, a son, into his dorm room to begin his college experience. The house is very quiet, the refrigerator is very full, and no laundry needing washing. I have way too much time on my hands - I think I am going to have a get a few more hobbies!<BR/>MaggieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-312523099026449372008-08-18T15:16:00.000-04:002008-08-18T15:16:00.000-04:00You two are the best. I'll re-read this often. And...You two are the best. I'll re-read this often. And it will help when I'm feeling teary!Joanna Campbell Slanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01951637123269159053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-89021601276496850572008-08-18T14:59:00.000-04:002008-08-18T14:59:00.000-04:00Oh, Camille, you said it best!Oh, Camille, you said it best!Monica Ferrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03722045113589668612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-893484928632296132008-08-18T13:21:00.000-04:002008-08-18T13:21:00.000-04:00Lucky Michael, with parents who are there for him ...Lucky Michael, with parents who are there for him but not there with him!Camille Minichinohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04701150885595400018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-16221840220623975422008-08-18T10:55:00.000-04:002008-08-18T10:55:00.000-04:00Thanks, Monica. I'll do my best not to hover. We h...Thanks, Monica. I'll do my best not to hover. We had a child die in my family, so we tend to be overly protective. But...he's really ready and he knows that if he needs us, we'll do all we can. It's time. A few of my friends said they'd never let their children go so far away, but I think for our son, who's an only child and who has traveled the world with us, it's almost obligatory that we step away from him and let him spread his wings. (How's that for a mixed metaphor. Perhaps I should say he'll flap his flippers.)Joanna Campbell Slanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01951637123269159053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7731159552335760887.post-58129154096680828452008-08-18T10:42:00.000-04:002008-08-18T10:42:00.000-04:00I think maybe you've put your finger on a problem ...I think maybe you've put your finger on a problem with "helicopter parents," who hover over their young even after the young should be operating on their own -- not only in college but at work! (Can you imagine your mom or dad calling your boss to ask for a raise for you?) How can your child ever "grow that carapace" if you don't allow nature to follow its natural course? Good post!Monica Ferrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03722045113589668612noreply@blogger.com