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My Empty Nest Syndrome

I realised about 3 months after I had said a heart wrenching goodbye to my last child at his boarding school, I was throwing endless bowl shaped pots…..each one leaving my hands with tenderness, the throwing rings….the sturdy feet & strong final sweep to finish a generous lip! Had I done enough to set them up for the journey ahead? Would they do their allocated jobs, perhaps just to be admired, be the trustworthy recipients of various delicious delicacies.

About then I realised I was right in the middle of “the empty nest syndrome” yes, I was creating wombs!

~ from the voice of Bev


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