Memory Nest

To ease the sorrows of an empty nest a mother often needs to settle down in to a nest of treasured  memories The treasured memories in this mother's nest are the precious memories of the children who long ago hatched into the emptiness of my world . Perusing  through the boxed up moments accumulated over the years fills my heart with joy and peace when emptiness echoes through my heart.  Once I crawl up in that empty nest each funny scene, each precious moment dances into the bleakness of present: each first step, each first tooth, each first word, each first car, first job, first home, first child of their own, and on and on the memories go that settle all around me smoothing the ruffled feathers of my soul. Oh, how grateful I am for a nest full of memories one by one packed away as each child in my world flapped their wings of freedom and flew out into the  world  to build and fill a nest of their own.  So when my journey becomes lonely; and the house echos emptiness into my soul,  you might just find me roosting in an old dusty nest that seems empty to most.  Old, and dusty maybe, but empty it is not.  No, not empty, it is in fact over flowing.  It is overflowing with all the joy I need to chase away the sorrow that sometimes fills my day
Copyright by Dianna Renee Jackson