I woke up this morning in San Antonio, Texas. My legs still tired from all the walking in a surprise trip to Sea World. Although the entire park is not completely open and operating, I had a fabulous time. I was even brave enough to get on two water rides, one that dropped me straight down into a pool of ice cold water …..I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared or screamed so loud in my entire life….it was so much fun.
As we walked through the park we noticed a duck. The duck was flapping it’s wings and making a loud screeching sound, it was standing on a ledge above the pond where all the other birds, including two beautiful flamingos, were. As people walked by, I noticed that the duck got louder with the screeching when anyone got to a certain spot on the sidewalk. As I got closer to the spot, I saw two extremely small, baby ducks, (ducklings), were playfully, waddling and pecking below. The larger duck, was a parent. She was making the loud noise and flapping her wings at people as they got too close, as a way to protect her babies.
In the pond, there were some medium sized ducks among other species of fowl, and as I watched, for over ten minutes, the parent duck would often glance back at the other ducks in the pond, but her main focus was on the two small, younger ducks on the ground.
As a parent of a recent high school graduate, I could relate to the parent duck. She protected and made a fuss over her babies, as they adventured out among the people. When my sons were younger, I was just like that duck, making noise and flapping, doing all I could to protect them. Keeping a close watch on the things and people around them as there learned to navigate the world.
As I said earlier, there were also a few medium sized ducks in the pond behind the large duck. They were swimming among the other ducks and birds, dipping their heads underwater, even paddling up to take food from people’s hands. The parent duck glanced back often to check on them, but she allowed them to roam, and explore. My sons are older now, and like the medium sized ducks, I am allowing them to roam, to live and make lives for themselves; but I’m still here, glancing at, loving and caring for them as they do.
I’ve decided that my new role, as an empty nester, is to roam a little more. To learn a little more about myself, who I am and what makes me happy. And as I glace back, and learn to be a parent of adults, I will move forward and learn to be me.
Side note–As we were leaving the park we passed the pond, the ducklings were returned to the pond, swimming closely to their parent, and I’m sure for the parent duck, all was right with the world.
Are you an empty nester? Are you starting a new role in your life?
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…… until next time #bossLady out💜