Apparently, when I miss my kids, I argue with them. That's one of the things I'm learning about myself now that all three of my girls are out of the house.
You'd think missing them would look like me sitting around getting all teary-eyed, scrolling through old pictures and saying, "I miss my babies."
But apparently there's another version of missing your kids that looks a little more like getting irritated over something that really isn't that serious, picking at something that could've been left alone, or having a nonsense argument that probably didn't need to happen.
Then somewhere in the middle of it I have to talk to myself, "Sybil…girl. You just miss your kids."
I've spent a lot of years being the tough one. I have it handled. I kept things moving. I gave the advice. I said what needs to be said. And sometimes it's easier to stay in that role than to simply admit, "I miss you. This house is quiet without you, and I'm still figuring out what life looks like with all of you gone."
Because the truth is, my girls are doing exactly what we raised them to do. They're growing, becoming independent and building lives of their own. I'm incredibly proud of them.
And I miss them. Both can be true.
But I'm also realizing something else in all this quiet: maybe I need to get a life.
Seriously.
Maybe I need to get out of the house, make some friends, have some fun, and put some of this energy I've spent raising my girls back into ME.
And maybe that also means finally giving myself permission to really go for some of the things I've been afraid to go for.
Mamas and Coffee® is one of them.
I love building community. I love starting conversations. I love creating. I love making women laugh. And somewhere along the way, I've had to confront the fact that I've sometimes been afraid to say out loud that I don't only want Mamas and Coffee to be something I love.
I want it to be a successful business. Yep. I want the community AND the money, and that's ok.
So maybe this new season isn't only about learning how to miss my girls without picking an argument with them. Maybe it's also about figuring out who Sybil is NOW.
More friends. More fun. More community. More adventures. More courage. More Mamas and Coffee.
And yes…more money. I'm figuring it out as I go.
And if you're in one of these "Okay…now what?" seasons too, pull up a chair. I have a feeling we'll have plenty to talk about.
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