Podcasts about empty nesters

Send Jay comments via textResilience isn't just a helpful skill—it's essential for thriving, especially when navigating the emotional landscape of the empty nest. In this empowering episode, life strategist, bestselling author, positive psychology expert, and  motivational speaker Valorie Burton shares transformative insights from her latest book, Rules of Resilience, offering practical tools for parents to not only survive but flourish during this major life transition.We explore key concepts such as controlling what you can, finding opportunities within challenges, and understanding “growth gaps” and “energy gaps” that impact your ability to adapt. Valorie's authenticity shines as she discusses the importance of honesty about struggles and leveraging your resources—relationships, past experiences, and inner strength—to navigate change confidently.Highlights & Key Takeaways:“Choose thoughts that strengthen you” to manage anxiety and maintain positivity.“Control the controllable and accept the rest” to focus energy effectively.“Rally your resources”: lean on relationships, experiences, and inner strength.Recognize “growth gaps” and “energy gaps” to prevent burnout.Find opportunities in every challenge to turn loss into possibility.Valorie Burton BioA renowned author, speaker, and founder of The Coaching and Positive Psychology (CaPP) Institute, specializing in resilience and happiness. With over 15 years of research and practical experience, she has authored thirteen books including It's About Time, Successful Women Think Differently, and Brave Enough to Succeed. She is an accomplished international speaker and life coach dedicated to empowering individuals to thrive amidst life's challenges.Her core belief is that understanding your purpose and resilience are key to living a fulfilled, authentic life. She emphasizes that resilience—the ability to adapt and bounce back from setbacks—is a skill that can be learned and cultivated. Through her work, she helps clients build this vital skill, choose meaning over urgency, and develop confidence to make bold life changes.Find Valorie Online: Pre-Order Book, Instagram, WebsiteSupport the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

Some parents struggle to see their children leave home, while others see it as a new and exciting phase of their life. Empty nesters share their experiences.

Chad Daniels jokes about god in his Netflix special, "Empty Nester".

If your kids are out of the out and off the payroll (paying their own expenses) you have entered an empty nest. Your house is quiet, your schedule is yours, and that freedom feels absolutely intoxicating. But here's the plot twist nobody warned you about: your newfound liberty might be costing you more than you expected. You've entered what financial experts quietly call the "freedom tax" phase of life. While your child-specific expenses have vanished, new spending patterns emerge that can catch even the most prepared parents off guard. Listen in to hear how we are navigating this season and some tips for continuing to manage your money well.       Our website: www.forbetterandworth.com Get Ericka's book, Naked and Unashamed: 10 Money Conversations Every Couple Must Have Check out our local TV spotlight Connect with us: Instagram: @forbetterandworth YouTube: @forbetterandworth Ericka: @erickayoungofficial Chris: @1cbyoung  

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Send Jay comments via textWhen your focus shifts from raising children to looking at your own next chapter, it's easy to see this as an ending. But in reality, it's the beginning of one of life's most emotionally enriching phases. In this inspiring episode, Dr. Deborah Heiser—host of The After 40 Podcast and founder of The Mentor Project—reframes aging and empty nesting as opportunities for growth, connection, and fulfillment.While society often emphasizes physical decline with age this period of "generativity versus stagnation" is a prime time to give back—through mentoring, creating, exploring, or sharing our wisdom. Dr. Heiser discusses the five essential components of true mentorship—generativity, receptivity, intrinsic motivation, meaningful connection, and trust—and emphasizes that everyone has something valuable to offer, regardless of age or background. From passing down family recipes to guiding new community members, mentorship enriches both mentor and mentee, creating a ripple of connection and purpose.Highlights & Key Takeaways:Our physical decline doesn't define our emotional or spiritual growth; it continues upward throughout life.The empty nest phase opens up mental and emotional bandwidth for purpose-driven living.Midlife is an ideal time to give back—whether through mentoring, sharing knowledge, or exploring new interests.Mentoring creates purpose and satisfaction for both mentor and mentee, fostering connection that money can't buy.Deborah Heiser BioDeborah Heiser, Ph.D., is an Applied Developmental Psychologist, a TEDx speaker, consultant, author, and Founder of The Mentor Project, and an Adjunct Professor in the Psychology Department at SUNY Old Westbury.She has been quoted in The New York Times, Seattle Times, Dallas Times and contributes to Psychology Today. Her research covers a wide range of topics related to aging, including depression identification, dementia, and frailty with grants awarded from NIA/NIH and Pfizer. She received an international award for her research on depression identification, as well as serving for 9 years on the Board of the State Society on Aging of New York.Find Deborah Online: LinkedIn, Instagram, Facebook, WebsiteSupport the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

Author and college success expert encourages parents to provide support instead of oversight during first weeks

Author and college success expert encourages parents to provide support instead of oversight during first weeks

Author and college success expert encourages parents to provide support instead of oversight during first weeks

When the doctor doesn't even know what your growth is. Another reason not to hit a moose with your car. Pepper is having a hard time adjusting to having an "empty nest." What are some ways to keep entertained on a very long road trip. Is cereal becoming even more like candy? The guy who escalated matters beyond belief over a lack of mayonnaise.

Is your house suddenly quiet, the kids are gone, and you feel like you're living with a stranger?

Mom explores new wild side, first date, years after divorce. By Eva_Adams  - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. University  The pale vanilla thickly painted cinder block walls that framed a small high window above the twin bed reminded me of the inside of a prison, but to my son his new dorm room was freedom – at last. I almost didn't even get the brief glimpse of where he would be living for the next year. At first, he insisted he could carry up his boxes and suitcases himself, as he didn't want to introduce his new roommate to his newly single, middle-aged mom. I even promised not to dance or sing while there, but maybe it was the fact that I mentioned those possibilities for ultimate peer embarrassment that got me dismissed shortly after the luggage entered the room.My son was about to test out his suburban survival skills, and at 18 he was ready. Somehow, amid or maybe because of my many mistakes, he had turned out well. There was nothing else to say that I hadn't told him already that he would be willing to hear. So I gave him a discreet hug in the stairwell with no other students around. “I love you, honey.” “Love you too, mom.” And he jogged back up the stairs to his new life, while I retreated back to the car and the four-hour drive home. With the green blur of trees in my peripheral vision and nothing but an endless, straight two way freeway ahead for the next 80 miles, I turned up the end of Joan Jett's “Bad Reputation,” just before it segued into the next hit on my 80s dance music playlist. I remembered dancing in the bathroom to Madonna's “Like a Virgin” while putting on too much eyeliner ahead of a college party with my best friend Wendy back when we were virgins. But truth be told, I managed to stay one all through college too. Wendy and I were on the phone last month as she celebrated her 48th birthday, wondering why we tried so hard to be perfect, rather than having more fun when we were in our 20s. She was always prettier than me – at least guys thought so – with her highlighted shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes and high cheekbones. So experiencing the inevitable part of aging of becoming invisible in public was hitting her harder than me. Her blonde highlighted hair was about 5 inches shorter than college and she still had her high cheekbones etched with the outer edges of wrinkles near her eyes. Like me, Wendy had probably only gained about 5 pounds since college, but unlike me, it looked to be mostly muscle from her part time job as a yoga instructor. If she had cellulite, I had yet to see it. But like most women, Wendy could be her own worst critic even while protesting the unfairness that women are so judged by their looks. She said, “I was in the customer service line in Home Depot last week, but the clerk came around the desk to show some gal in a short tennis dress to the hardware aisle for the right size wood screws for her project. Hello – it's not as if I wasn't already standing there. Am I invisible?” “Maybe you need to wear a short sports dress for errands. You could still carry it off,” I said. “Yoga dresses are in style now.” “That's not the point, it's about fairness,” Wendy said. “Hey we got that attention when we were her age and didn't complain,” I said. “Yeah, we made quite a pair. But unfortunately we didn't do anything with it! Not really,” she said. “What do you mean?” I asked. “We were too good, too uptight, always trying to do the right thing, stupidly trying to have morals,” she said. “Don't you ever think about it and wonder why?” “Yeah, if I had known I would marry my college boyfriend three years after graduation only to get dumped as our kids reached whatever age he considered viable so he could leave to fuck a zillion others. Yes, I would have said a yes a few times instead of no to any number of other guys in college,” I said. “We followed the rules. But for what?” she asked. “For the nice, appropriate boys who deemed us marriage material,” I said. “But what was the alternative? ” “Rob Winslow.” “You always did fall for bad boys.” “Yeah,” she sighed, nodding unseen against the phone. “He was gorgeous, but there was not enough penicillin on the planet to make me want to really find out how he managed to have a different voluptuous babe every night of the week.” “Well you ended up well – or at least you're not divorced.” “True,” she said, but quickly changed the subject to our kids, and we spent the rest of our call rattling on about this and that. But that call stuck with me. I couldn't get it out of my head. Ever since then, I began to notice not getting noticed. In stores, restaurants and the occasional music venue, I was 48 and invisible. Maybe Wendy was right. Maybe we should have been less careful and more care free in our youth if this was where we were headed. I starting thinking, “So what is stopping me now?” Was it maybe the disbelief that a guy would not care about stretch marks he had no role in creating, or the extra five pounds? And what about my butt? It still felt round and muscular, but the wrong light highlighted the cellulite that no amount of dieting seemed to fix. I didn't mind some wrinkles like the happy ones around my eyes, but not the ones around my chin. Those wrinkled just showed I gritted my teeth at night, the tension of getting through the last several years revealing itself. Maybe I needed botox. My next insecure thought was my house. I had moved to a smaller home, a townhome, after the divorce and I had not even invited anyone over for dinner yet. The thought of having some unknown new person in my home was daunting let alone my bathroom. I'd need to store sex toys elsewhere for starters. I had too many of those really. I guess I kept thinking that with the right one I wouldn't need to actually go on a date. But so far it hadn't worked. I was also hesitant about going from a 24-year marriage into some new serious relationship. I had needs, yet no experience with casual sex. It's one thing to jump into the deep end with casual affairs at 21, but how does one even do that at my age? It would take courage to be naked with someone now. Courage I wasn't sure I had. What was it Anais Nin said? “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.” Hell, I was living it – at least the shrunk part. My days were measured in coffee packets, dish detergent pods, and Netflix episodes at a rate of one each per day at the same time every day. I left the house mostly for the grocery store, and my most regular social interaction was taking my dog to a park with several neighbor dogs. The pup had a more active social life than I did. Seeing that quote always resonated with me. It was like seeing a “you are here” dot on a map at the mall. However, as my thoughts wandered during the drive, I remembered one of her lesser-known quotes. It was that Nin quote that awakened the motivation to move from that safe dot on a map of my small world to where I wanted to go. When I got home, I found the card with the Anais Nin quote a friend had given me years ago and taped it at eye level by the bathroom mirror. “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” I resolved to blossom. Home, 4 September 2021 My son was no doubt enjoying his freedom from parents and I was ready to enjoy my freedom from day-to-day parenting. I had had a few dinner dates with two different acquaintances over the past year, but nothing further. What could I really do? No teenager likes to think of his mom out on a date let alone meet the guy in the kitchen. Bringing the date home would have been too much. I spent my first kid-free week cleaning out closets, donating things I no longer needed and scrubbing everything, marveling at how the floors and kitchen stayed clean with just me. But with nothing else to clean, and my house ready for anything, it was time to either leave it, or invite someone over. I chose the latter. I had kissed Don goodnight in his truck after our second dinner date a few months ago. It was brief but nice. Was I turned on? I was too nervous to fully connect like that. But it felt pleasant enough – and I liked that he hit the right range for the occasion and my mood. His lips felt soft and open against mine with slight but not crushing pressure. His tongue entered my mouth without invading it. His withdrawal left me wanting a bit more, looking forward to more even as he came around the side to open my door so I could teeter in heels I was unaccustomed to wearing to my porch. But then it was summer. Between work, family visits and our respective vacations, we had exchanged just a few texts in the past few months. So, I texted him, and offered to cook dinner. “You what?” Wendy asked. “I told him to come to my place and I'd cook.” “You know what that means!” Wendy said, her voice one level below shouting. “That I'll probably make something basic like meat and potatoes. I don't really know what he likes beyond what he ordered at that Italian restaurant, and I don't remember what he ordered on our first date.” “No! You just offered yourself on a platter.” “Actually I had planned to serve dinner on the deck.” “I'm serious,” Wendy hissed, cupping her hand around the phone, but lowering her voice. “Didn't you see that episode of ‘Coupling'?” “I'm not remembering.” “Saying ‘I'll cook' means come over and sleep with me, and I'll cater.” “I doubt some guy will think that. It's just our third date.” “Exactly! How long since you've been on a date?” “So things have changed over the past 20 years? And how would you know?” “First, women at the yoga studio talk. I hear a lot. Actually maybe dating hasn't changed much – but you were unrealistic about expectations 20 years ago too.” “Well I'm not worried about what he thinks. Actually, I hope he does think that.” “This doesn't sound like you. What are you thinking?” “I've thought about what we talked about last month – that invisibility is growing by the day and opportunities to live, really live are shrinking. I'm tired of caring too much about what people think, and not enough about what I want.” “So what do you want?” “I want to stop being good and start having fun. I want to get past the divorce, to be rechristened, reintroduced to touch, to life.” “He is an IT guy, maybe he can reboot you,” Talia said, calmer now, giggling. “Let's hope!” 10 September 2021 The third dress hit the floor in a ring and I stepped out. I still didn't know what to wear – just what not to wear. What I wanted was a casual dress with a zipper for the fun drama of unzipping it later. But the first one emphasized the extra inch of tummy that had remained since childbirth. The second one fit, but would be hard to shimmy out of due to the shape. I had hoped the green one would work, but was starting to realize most of my clothes reflected my conservative upbringing – not the figure I still mostly had from keeping up dance work out videos. The skirts tended to hit midcalf and covered all of my chest and most of my arms too. I was going for classy, but the result was frumpy. How had I never noticed this? Before, I picked an outfit based on color and favored greens and browns as my auburn hair clashed with most colors. I thought of just wearing jeans and a blouse. That would give options to take off one and not the other. That worked well in college. The difficulty of wrestling off jeans tended to break the mood and offer a natural stopping point. But this was a new phase and for that, I considered a new plan. I decided to go for all or nothing. I was not going to divvy out body parts in hopes of cultivating respect. I planned to just kiss my date and decide by feel – not some preconceived notion of appropriateness, I hung a green wrap dress on the towel rack in the bathroom to drop out the wrinkles in the steam. I pulled the faucet on and set it to 40 degrees Celsius and waited for the water to heat. My breasts could charitably be called athletic at almost a B cup. My waist, still indented with a slight trace of abs, could be seen somewhere above the stretch marks. I ran my hands from the sides of my indented waist along the swell of my hips that were firm and brushed down the sides of my thighs, trying to imagine what someone else would think. My legs were long, slightly thin and muscular, but freckled with a few broken veins. Like the rest of me, they felt better than they looked. Maybe it could be dark tomorrow night I thought as I slide the shower door shut and let the tepid water I'm sure every woman has a similar list of faults, but if we dwell there, we could too easily loose any motivation for action or connection. I needed to think more like a guy. But soon found that to be better, but not entirely worry-free either. What if everything doesn't work as it should? This had not been tested fully in almost three years now. Like other divorced couples, the sex had ended before the marriage actually did. How long had it been since I had had an orgasm that didn't involve batteries I wondered as I circled my breasts with suds? I took the shower nozzle out of the hook and set it to pulse as I rinsed the lather down my puffy pink nipples to my abs and watched the stream of water run down my pale thighs. My senses sprung to attention at the closest thing to touch my skin had felt in way too long. I aimed the pulsing jet at the small triangle of dark auburn hair and gasped as the jet slid through the slit to my most sensitive spot. Awakened, but not satisfied, I turned off the shower, patted myself dry and dove on the bed face down. I needed to test this, and to do so I needed to replicate the tools I'd have Saturday, well the ones that would be on hand that I had myself, which meant fingers. I was going on a third date and ready to entertain the idea sex with the first man since my husband, since by 20s. But I was not ready for the idea of bringing battery-operated devices to the evening so I needed to replicate the tools or lack of them I'd have on hand for the ending. I used to be able to have orgasms just from thrusting, but it had been years, and I tried to remember what worked as I lifted my hips and tapped the auburn hair with my finger and then slowly circled my hips against the mattress. Soon the slickness parted my lips as I tapped. I moved my hand down and pushed my index finger inside about two inches before it caught on a ring of muscles – at least I think it was a muscle – not really sure. I imagined my favorite moment, when a guy is turned on and knows he is wanted. It's something about the look in his eye, the confidence when he knows that he has just the tool you most need, and it is in his hands waiting for entrance. More wetness pooled against my finger and I pushed further with my curved finger until I hit an even more sensitive spot and my hips contracted against it. I imagined it was Don and not my finger, thrusting into me now, as I thrust against my finger and then bent it in rhythm to my twisting hips. But there I remained on the edge. How long had it been? Ten minutes? I wondered as I thrusted to no relief. I arched my back and pinched one nipple hard. The combined sensation worked, finally as I felt a new focus and a familiar clench in my abs. It wasn't an orgasm, not yet, but it would be. It seemed to build like rumbles of an approaching thunderstorm, small contractions at first that floated outwards to my long limbs when a bolt seized through, releasing me back to consciousness, back to myself. I rolled to my back, panting as I lay on the cool sheets. * * * 11 September 2021 “Come in. What can I get you to drink?” I asked, a bit breathless from running down the stairs to answer the door. But instead of answering he opened his arms for a hug. I smiled, my cheekbone pressing against his solid chest with only my thin green wrap dress between us felt grounding. His presence in the entryway of my home sent flutters through my torso, but his touch calmed me. My head barely grazed the top of his shoulder even on tiptoes in my bare feet. After a couple years of doing everything myself, I felt instantly safe dwarfed by his size. His head was shaved bald, and I liked the simplicity and honesty of how he dealt with the hair loss some might have agonized over. It suited him. I found an almost full whisky bottle someone had brought to a house party a few years ago that I had only used to make fudge, and poured him some in a glass with ice. I knew much more about fixing dinner than drinks, and hoped that was to his liking. We took my wine and his whisky to the deck. I was relieved the weather cooperated so well – mid 70s with a slight breeze as I had yet to buy a comfortable indoor couch. My townhome, an end unit, was private as townhomes go, backing to thick woods. My only adjacent neighbor's home was set back so my deck that wrapped around the side of my house was not in view. There was a narrow strip of common ground that connected to a just the side yard of my next closest neighbor, but that neighbor rarely made use of that gate to his yard. So I led Don out to my outdoor paradise. A dining table to one side and then a comfy outdoor sectional sofa pushed into a corner of my deck, a deck that was bigger than my living room. He sat in the middle so I sat with my back propped against him and my legs outstretched, again enjoying the feel of his bulk, softness and hardness combined, as I leaned against his chest with his arm draped over my shoulder. After chatting about our work from home conditions and summer vacations, I swiveled to face him and traced fingers from the dark hair on his calf up to his thigh that was mostly covered by long cargo shorts. Probably not subtle, but I was done with subtle. He soon responded, whether it was to my fingers or the eye contact, I can't say, but I got the reaction I desired. He leaned toward me for a kiss. If it had been awhile since having an orgasm with someone else in the room, it had been way longer, years, since I had been thoroughly kissed, and I was enjoying the secondhand sweetness of the whiskey. I don't know why kissing stopped a few years before sex, but it had. I suddenly felt awkward not remembering how to move my mouth in response to another moving object. When we both needed air, he moved to my neck, putting every nerve ending on high alert as I arched neck and back to give him more access. His kisses trailed down to the curve of my breasts pushed to their best advantage by the push up bra, giving me almost the perception of cleavage. I realized that perception would soon be replaced by actual data, and I briefly wondered whether bras might be an area in life where it was best not to over promise and under deliver, or whether by the time a guy got a bra off he was generally feeling more optimistic than critical. Thankfully any thoughts and doubts evaporated as Don's mouth dipped yet again from my neck to the V of the wrap dress while his finger found my nipple through the admittedly thick layers of push up bra and pinched. “Yes,” I exhaled, my neck bent around his head and my mouth kissed the top of his head as it dipped further to kiss the nipple he had just assaulted. I pulled his head into my chest and arched my back. “Yes, more, please.” I said though muffled against his hair. One hand scooped that breast from the push up bra and with his mouth spread wide taking in most of it; he deftly unhooked the front clasp of my bra with his other hand. I pulled at the shoulders of the dress, spreading the V shape held by a side tie even wider to free my breasts for his tongue. “Sensitive?” “Very.” “I love it.” By Eva_Adams for Literotica

Mom explores new wild side, first date, years after divorce. By Eva_Adams  - Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. University  The pale vanilla thickly painted cinder block walls that framed a small high window above the twin bed reminded me of the inside of a prison, but to my son his new dorm room was freedom – at last. I almost didn't even get the brief glimpse of where he would be living for the next year. At first, he insisted he could carry up his boxes and suitcases himself, as he didn't want to introduce his new roommate to his newly single, middle-aged mom. I even promised not to dance or sing while there, but maybe it was the fact that I mentioned those possibilities for ultimate peer embarrassment that got me dismissed shortly after the luggage entered the room.My son was about to test out his suburban survival skills, and at 18 he was ready. Somehow, amid or maybe because of my many mistakes, he had turned out well. There was nothing else to say that I hadn't told him already that he would be willing to hear. So I gave him a discreet hug in the stairwell with no other students around. “I love you, honey.” “Love you too, mom.” And he jogged back up the stairs to his new life, while I retreated back to the car and the four-hour drive home. With the green blur of trees in my peripheral vision and nothing but an endless, straight two way freeway ahead for the next 80 miles, I turned up the end of Joan Jett's “Bad Reputation,” just before it segued into the next hit on my 80s dance music playlist. I remembered dancing in the bathroom to Madonna's “Like a Virgin” while putting on too much eyeliner ahead of a college party with my best friend Wendy back when we were virgins. But truth be told, I managed to stay one all through college too. Wendy and I were on the phone last month as she celebrated her 48th birthday, wondering why we tried so hard to be perfect, rather than having more fun when we were in our 20s. She was always prettier than me – at least guys thought so – with her highlighted shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes and high cheekbones. So experiencing the inevitable part of aging of becoming invisible in public was hitting her harder than me. Her blonde highlighted hair was about 5 inches shorter than college and she still had her high cheekbones etched with the outer edges of wrinkles near her eyes. Like me, Wendy had probably only gained about 5 pounds since college, but unlike me, it looked to be mostly muscle from her part time job as a yoga instructor. If she had cellulite, I had yet to see it. But like most women, Wendy could be her own worst critic even while protesting the unfairness that women are so judged by their looks. She said, “I was in the customer service line in Home Depot last week, but the clerk came around the desk to show some gal in a short tennis dress to the hardware aisle for the right size wood screws for her project. Hello – it's not as if I wasn't already standing there. Am I invisible?” “Maybe you need to wear a short sports dress for errands. You could still carry it off,” I said. “Yoga dresses are in style now.” “That's not the point, it's about fairness,” Wendy said. “Hey we got that attention when we were her age and didn't complain,” I said. “Yeah, we made quite a pair. But unfortunately we didn't do anything with it! Not really,” she said. “What do you mean?” I asked. “We were too good, too uptight, always trying to do the right thing, stupidly trying to have morals,” she said. “Don't you ever think about it and wonder why?” “Yeah, if I had known I would marry my college boyfriend three years after graduation only to get dumped as our kids reached whatever age he considered viable so he could leave to fuck a zillion others. Yes, I would have said a yes a few times instead of no to any number of other guys in college,” I said. “We followed the rules. But for what?” she asked. “For the nice, appropriate boys who deemed us marriage material,” I said. “But what was the alternative? ” “Rob Winslow.” “You always did fall for bad boys.” “Yeah,” she sighed, nodding unseen against the phone. “He was gorgeous, but there was not enough penicillin on the planet to make me want to really find out how he managed to have a different voluptuous babe every night of the week.” “Well you ended up well – or at least you're not divorced.” “True,” she said, but quickly changed the subject to our kids, and we spent the rest of our call rattling on about this and that. But that call stuck with me. I couldn't get it out of my head. Ever since then, I began to notice not getting noticed. In stores, restaurants and the occasional music venue, I was 48 and invisible. Maybe Wendy was right. Maybe we should have been less careful and more care free in our youth if this was where we were headed. I starting thinking, “So what is stopping me now?” Was it maybe the disbelief that a guy would not care about stretch marks he had no role in creating, or the extra five pounds? And what about my butt? It still felt round and muscular, but the wrong light highlighted the cellulite that no amount of dieting seemed to fix. I didn't mind some wrinkles like the happy ones around my eyes, but not the ones around my chin. Those wrinkled just showed I gritted my teeth at night, the tension of getting through the last several years revealing itself. Maybe I needed botox. My next insecure thought was my house. I had moved to a smaller home, a townhome, after the divorce and I had not even invited anyone over for dinner yet. The thought of having some unknown new person in my home was daunting let alone my bathroom. I'd need to store sex toys elsewhere for starters. I had too many of those really. I guess I kept thinking that with the right one I wouldn't need to actually go on a date. But so far it hadn't worked. I was also hesitant about going from a 24-year marriage into some new serious relationship. I had needs, yet no experience with casual sex. It's one thing to jump into the deep end with casual affairs at 21, but how does one even do that at my age? It would take courage to be naked with someone now. Courage I wasn't sure I had. What was it Anais Nin said? “Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.” Hell, I was living it – at least the shrunk part. My days were measured in coffee packets, dish detergent pods, and Netflix episodes at a rate of one each per day at the same time every day. I left the house mostly for the grocery store, and my most regular social interaction was taking my dog to a park with several neighbor dogs. The pup had a more active social life than I did. Seeing that quote always resonated with me. It was like seeing a “you are here” dot on a map at the mall. However, as my thoughts wandered during the drive, I remembered one of her lesser-known quotes. It was that Nin quote that awakened the motivation to move from that safe dot on a map of my small world to where I wanted to go. When I got home, I found the card with the Anais Nin quote a friend had given me years ago and taped it at eye level by the bathroom mirror. “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.” I resolved to blossom. Home, 4 September 2021 My son was no doubt enjoying his freedom from parents and I was ready to enjoy my freedom from day-to-day parenting. I had had a few dinner dates with two different acquaintances over the past year, but nothing further. What could I really do? No teenager likes to think of his mom out on a date let alone meet the guy in the kitchen. Bringing the date home would have been too much. I spent my first kid-free week cleaning out closets, donating things I no longer needed and scrubbing everything, marveling at how the floors and kitchen stayed clean with just me. But with nothing else to clean, and my house ready for anything, it was time to either leave it, or invite someone over. I chose the latter. I had kissed Don goodnight in his truck after our second dinner date a few months ago. It was brief but nice. Was I turned on? I was too nervous to fully connect like that. But it felt pleasant enough – and I liked that he hit the right range for the occasion and my mood. His lips felt soft and open against mine with slight but not crushing pressure. His tongue entered my mouth without invading it. His withdrawal left me wanting a bit more, looking forward to more even as he came around the side to open my door so I could teeter in heels I was unaccustomed to wearing to my porch. But then it was summer. Between work, family visits and our respective vacations, we had exchanged just a few texts in the past few months. So, I texted him, and offered to cook dinner. “You what?” Wendy asked. “I told him to come to my place and I'd cook.” “You know what that means!” Wendy said, her voice one level below shouting. “That I'll probably make something basic like meat and potatoes. I don't really know what he likes beyond what he ordered at that Italian restaurant, and I don't remember what he ordered on our first date.” “No! You just offered yourself on a platter.” “Actually I had planned to serve dinner on the deck.” “I'm serious,” Wendy hissed, cupping her hand around the phone, but lowering her voice. “Didn't you see that episode of ‘Coupling'?” “I'm not remembering.” “Saying ‘I'll cook' means come over and sleep with me, and I'll cater.” “I doubt some guy will think that. It's just our third date.” “Exactly! How long since you've been on a date?” “So things have changed over the past 20 years? And how would you know?” “First, women at the yoga studio talk. I hear a lot. Actually maybe dating hasn't changed much – but you were unrealistic about expectations 20 years ago too.” “Well I'm not worried about what he thinks. Actually, I hope he does think that.” “This doesn't sound like you. What are you thinking?” “I've thought about what we talked about last month – that invisibility is growing by the day and opportunities to live, really live are shrinking. I'm tired of caring too much about what people think, and not enough about what I want.” “So what do you want?” “I want to stop being good and start having fun. I want to get past the divorce, to be rechristened, reintroduced to touch, to life.” “He is an IT guy, maybe he can reboot you,” Talia said, calmer now, giggling. “Let's hope!” 10 September 2021 The third dress hit the floor in a ring and I stepped out. I still didn't know what to wear – just what not to wear. What I wanted was a casual dress with a zipper for the fun drama of unzipping it later. But the first one emphasized the extra inch of tummy that had remained since childbirth. The second one fit, but would be hard to shimmy out of due to the shape. I had hoped the green one would work, but was starting to realize most of my clothes reflected my conservative upbringing – not the figure I still mostly had from keeping up dance work out videos. The skirts tended to hit midcalf and covered all of my chest and most of my arms too. I was going for classy, but the result was frumpy. How had I never noticed this? Before, I picked an outfit based on color and favored greens and browns as my auburn hair clashed with most colors. I thought of just wearing jeans and a blouse. That would give options to take off one and not the other. That worked well in college. The difficulty of wrestling off jeans tended to break the mood and offer a natural stopping point. But this was a new phase and for that, I considered a new plan. I decided to go for all or nothing. I was not going to divvy out body parts in hopes of cultivating respect. I planned to just kiss my date and decide by feel – not some preconceived notion of appropriateness, I hung a green wrap dress on the towel rack in the bathroom to drop out the wrinkles in the steam. I pulled the faucet on and set it to 40 degrees Celsius and waited for the water to heat. My breasts could charitably be called athletic at almost a B cup. My waist, still indented with a slight trace of abs, could be seen somewhere above the stretch marks. I ran my hands from the sides of my indented waist along the swell of my hips that were firm and brushed down the sides of my thighs, trying to imagine what someone else would think. My legs were long, slightly thin and muscular, but freckled with a few broken veins. Like the rest of me, they felt better than they looked. Maybe it could be dark tomorrow night I thought as I slide the shower door shut and let the tepid water I'm sure every woman has a similar list of faults, but if we dwell there, we could too easily loose any motivation for action or connection. I needed to think more like a guy. But soon found that to be better, but not entirely worry-free either. What if everything doesn't work as it should? This had not been tested fully in almost three years now. Like other divorced couples, the sex had ended before the marriage actually did. How long had it been since I had had an orgasm that didn't involve batteries I wondered as I circled my breasts with suds? I took the shower nozzle out of the hook and set it to pulse as I rinsed the lather down my puffy pink nipples to my abs and watched the stream of water run down my pale thighs. My senses sprung to attention at the closest thing to touch my skin had felt in way too long. I aimed the pulsing jet at the small triangle of dark auburn hair and gasped as the jet slid through the slit to my most sensitive spot. Awakened, but not satisfied, I turned off the shower, patted myself dry and dove on the bed face down. I needed to test this, and to do so I needed to replicate the tools I'd have Saturday, well the ones that would be on hand that I had myself, which meant fingers. I was going on a third date and ready to entertain the idea sex with the first man since my husband, since by 20s. But I was not ready for the idea of bringing battery-operated devices to the evening so I needed to replicate the tools or lack of them I'd have on hand for the ending. I used to be able to have orgasms just from thrusting, but it had been years, and I tried to remember what worked as I lifted my hips and tapped the auburn hair with my finger and then slowly circled my hips against the mattress. Soon the slickness parted my lips as I tapped. I moved my hand down and pushed my index finger inside about two inches before it caught on a ring of muscles – at least I think it was a muscle – not really sure. I imagined my favorite moment, when a guy is turned on and knows he is wanted. It's something about the look in his eye, the confidence when he knows that he has just the tool you most need, and it is in his hands waiting for entrance. More wetness pooled against my finger and I pushed further with my curved finger until I hit an even more sensitive spot and my hips contracted against it. I imagined it was Don and not my finger, thrusting into me now, as I thrust against my finger and then bent it in rhythm to my twisting hips. But there I remained on the edge. How long had it been? Ten minutes? I wondered as I thrusted to no relief. I arched my back and pinched one nipple hard. The combined sensation worked, finally as I felt a new focus and a familiar clench in my abs. It wasn't an orgasm, not yet, but it would be. It seemed to build like rumbles of an approaching thunderstorm, small contractions at first that floated outwards to my long limbs when a bolt seized through, releasing me back to consciousness, back to myself. I rolled to my back, panting as I lay on the cool sheets. * * * 11 September 2021 “Come in. What can I get you to drink?” I asked, a bit breathless from running down the stairs to answer the door. But instead of answering he opened his arms for a hug. I smiled, my cheekbone pressing against his solid chest with only my thin green wrap dress between us felt grounding. His presence in the entryway of my home sent flutters through my torso, but his touch calmed me. My head barely grazed the top of his shoulder even on tiptoes in my bare feet. After a couple years of doing everything myself, I felt instantly safe dwarfed by his size. His head was shaved bald, and I liked the simplicity and honesty of how he dealt with the hair loss some might have agonized over. It suited him. I found an almost full whisky bottle someone had brought to a house party a few years ago that I had only used to make fudge, and poured him some in a glass with ice. I knew much more about fixing dinner than drinks, and hoped that was to his liking. We took my wine and his whisky to the deck. I was relieved the weather cooperated so well – mid 70s with a slight breeze as I had yet to buy a comfortable indoor couch. My townhome, an end unit, was private as townhomes go, backing to thick woods. My only adjacent neighbor's home was set back so my deck that wrapped around the side of my house was not in view. There was a narrow strip of common ground that connected to a just the side yard of my next closest neighbor, but that neighbor rarely made use of that gate to his yard. So I led Don out to my outdoor paradise. A dining table to one side and then a comfy outdoor sectional sofa pushed into a corner of my deck, a deck that was bigger than my living room. He sat in the middle so I sat with my back propped against him and my legs outstretched, again enjoying the feel of his bulk, softness and hardness combined, as I leaned against his chest with his arm draped over my shoulder. After chatting about our work from home conditions and summer vacations, I swiveled to face him and traced fingers from the dark hair on his calf up to his thigh that was mostly covered by long cargo shorts. Probably not subtle, but I was done with subtle. He soon responded, whether it was to my fingers or the eye contact, I can't say, but I got the reaction I desired. He leaned toward me for a kiss. If it had been awhile since having an orgasm with someone else in the room, it had been way longer, years, since I had been thoroughly kissed, and I was enjoying the secondhand sweetness of the whiskey. I don't know why kissing stopped a few years before sex, but it had. I suddenly felt awkward not remembering how to move my mouth in response to another moving object. When we both needed air, he moved to my neck, putting every nerve ending on high alert as I arched neck and back to give him more access. His kisses trailed down to the curve of my breasts pushed to their best advantage by the push up bra, giving me almost the perception of cleavage. I realized that perception would soon be replaced by actual data, and I briefly wondered whether bras might be an area in life where it was best not to over promise and under deliver, or whether by the time a guy got a bra off he was generally feeling more optimistic than critical. Thankfully any thoughts and doubts evaporated as Don's mouth dipped yet again from my neck to the V of the wrap dress while his finger found my nipple through the admittedly thick layers of push up bra and pinched. “Yes,” I exhaled, my neck bent around his head and my mouth kissed the top of his head as it dipped further to kiss the nipple he had just assaulted. I pulled his head into my chest and arched my back. “Yes, more, please.” I said though muffled against his hair. One hand scooped that breast from the push up bra and with his mouth spread wide taking in most of it; he deftly unhooked the front clasp of my bra with his other hand. I pulled at the shoulders of the dress, spreading the V shape held by a side tie even wider to free my breasts for his tongue. “Sensitive?” “Very.” “I love it.” By Eva_Adams for Literotica

Send us a textIn this episode of "The ABC's of Parenting Adult Children," host James Moffitt is joined by Deana Thayer, M.Ed., from Focus on the Family. Together, they explore the emotional journey and challenges parents face as they transition to an empty nest. Deana shares her personal experiences and offers valuable insights into maintaining a healthy parent-adult child relationship.Want to be a guest on ABCs of Parenting Adult Children? Send James Moffitt a message on PodMatch, here: https://www.podmatch.com/hostdetailpreview/parentingadultchildren Listen here for our sponsors list. Many thanks to them for helping to underwrite the costs of producing this podcast. Richard Jones. I am an RN with over 34 years of Nursing Experience, much of that experience working with young adults in the corrections system. Support the showSocial Media Links parentingadultchildrenpodcast.locals.com https://rumble.com/user/JamesMoffitt https://www.youtube.com/@JamesMoffitt https://www.instagram.com/parentingadultchildren125/ https://www.tiktok.com/@chiefpropellerhead r/parentingadultchildren Feel free to subscribe to these channels and share the links with your social media portals.

Jason talks about the experience of bringing his youngest son to college for the first time and how he's reacting to becoming an empty-nester.

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Send Jay comments via textThe transition to an empty nest can feel like an identity crisis for parents who have dedicated years to raising children. The question then arises: what's next? How do you find purpose, passion, and fulfillment in this new phase of life?In this inspiring episode, Dr. Janelle explains the two stages of human development: the unconscious “boot camp” where we seek external validation, and the conscious “creating heaven on earth” phase, where we connect deeply with our hearts. She offers practical, powerful strategies to overcome subconscious blocks—like her insight: "If you challenge yourself, you'll attract support. If you stay in your comfort zone, you'll attract challenges."  For those asking, “What now?” after children leave home, she advocates connecting with your heart through gratitude and self-love to discover inspiration for your next steps. Asking the fundamental questions—Who am I? Why am I here? Where am I going?—can turn this transition into an exciting journey of self-discovery and purpose.Highlights & Key Takeaways:Loving your children without tying your identity to parenting avoids unhealthy pressure.Making parenting your entire purpose leads to stress for both you and your kids.Understanding the two stages of development helps clarify where you are now.Challenge yourself to attract support, and resist staying in your comfort zone to avoid challenges.Connect with your heart through gratitude and self-love to unlock inspiration.Live authentically as a role model for your adult children.Use self-inquiry—Who am I? Why am I here? Where am I going?—to discover your next purpose.Lise Janelle BioDr. Lise Janelle is an author and speaker who helps high-level athletes and entrepreneurs understand how tweaking their subconscious beliefs can mean the difference between wins and losses, often resulting in millions to their bottom line. Dr. Lise is co-authoring the book ""Unstuck"" with Jack Canfield, co-creator of the Chicken Soup for the Soul series, based on her method and offers proven strategies for lasting success.Find Lise Online: LinkedIn, Instagram, Facebook, WebsiteSupport the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

Send Jay comments via textFeeling completely lost or mentally overwhelmed after your kids leave home? You're not alone—what many perceive as empty nest syndrome might actually be undiagnosed ADHD or executive function challenges magnified by life transitions.In this enlightening episode, executive function expert Corie Wightlin sheds light on how the departure of children can unmask underlying brain struggles with organization, motivation, emotional regulation, and time management. When children take with them the routines and external scaffolding that masked these challenges, many adults find themselves scrambling—unable to complete simple tasks or find motivation.Whether you're questioning if you have undiagnosed ADHD or simply struggling to find your footing, this episode offers validation, insight, and actionable tools to help you thrive past the empty nest.Highlights & Key Takeaways:Executive function skills include organization, motivation, emotional regulation, and time management.Parenting provides external scaffolding that masks underlying challenges, which surface when children leave.Four brain motivators: urgency, challenge, novelty, and interest.Recognize your zones of regulation to maintain emotional balance.Self-compassion is crucial for breaking the shame cycle and nurturing resilience.Corie Wightlin BioHolding a B.A. in Cognitive Science from Occidental College and a Master's in Education and Literacy from the University of San Diego, Corie combines neuroscience, learning, and behavior expertise with a deep understanding of the lived ADHD experience. As a certified mindfulness facilitator and certified ADHD coach, Corie integrates mindfulness-based strategies to support resilience, self-compassion, and executive function growth.Corie presents on topics including ADHD and executive function, self-compassion, Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria, and goal setting specific for ADHDers. Through a strengths-based and compassionate approach, Corie empowers individuals to navigate challenges, embrace their unique brains, and build systems for success.Find Corie Online: LinkedIn, Instagram, Website Support the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

When your children leave home, it can be difficult on you as the parent. You might wonder if you're the only one feeling like you do. Barbara Rainey and Susan Yates say, "You're not alone!"Welcome to the EverThineHome podcast, where we dive deep into the real-life transitions, challenges, and hopes that come with parenting and family life. In today's episode, "Questions in the Empty Nest," host Michelle is joined by Barbara Rainey and her co-author, Susan Yates, as they open up about the emotional journey of stepping into the empty nest stage.If your kids have flown the coop and your house feels suddenly quiet—and maybe your emotions are all over the place—this episode is for you. Barbara and Susan share personal stories about the loneliness, change, and even heartache that can accompany this life season. They discuss the universal question so many mothers face: “Am I the only one who feels this way?” Spoiler alert: you're not.You'll hear honest reflections, practical advice for finding new friendships, and thoughtful encouragement to help you process this important transition. Whether your nest is just starting to empty or you're deep into this season, Barbara, Susan, and Michelle are here to remind you that you are not alone—and to help you discover new purpose and connection along the way.Let's get started.

Send Jay comments via textAre you feeling trapped in your empty nest years but can't quite understand why? That paradox of being busy yet unfulfilled, with success feeling just out of reach, is more common than you think—especially among men who struggle to verbalize these emotions. In this powerful episode, John Mylant unpacks the deeper reasons behind these feelings and offers a transformative perspective on how to move forward. He explores the ongoing battle between our subconscious fear—our primal self-preservation instinct—and love, which requires conscious effort and fuels growth. At the core of this struggle is the inner critic—a relentless voice telling us we're not enough, won't succeed, or shouldn't try. When we listen to this inner dialogue, we trap ourselves in cycles of self-doubt, indecision, and inconsistency, making real progress impossible.The key insight? Everything we desire is already within us—"just a decision away."Highlights & Key Takeaways:Feeling stuck often stems from disconnecting what we do from what we truly want inside.The inner critic fuels self-doubt, leading to indecision and inconsistent action.Living in the present, with honesty and self-awareness, provides clarity and direction.True answers emerge when you stop forcing and start questioning.The inner critic will never disappear completely—learning to turn it into a barely audible whisper is the key to growth.John Mylant BioBased in Colorado Springs, CO, John specializes in working with men who feel the pressure to succeed but are secretly battling self-sabotage, fear of success, and the weight of playing small. These are men who lead their families, businesses, and communities—but quietly struggle to lead themselves.Having lived this journey himself, John knows what it feels like to have potential burning inside you while being stuck in hesitation and insecurity. After overcoming his own internal war with fear, doubt, and a scarcity mindset, he dedicated his life to helping other men break free—without sacrificing family, faith, or financial stability.Find John Online: Instagram, Facebook, LinkedInSupport the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

Jason and his wife are about to become empty-nesters. So what should they do with the time that they used to spend on their kids' activities? Live music? Travel? Jason talks to listeners. (Photo by Tom Cooper/Getty Images for SeriesFest)

3pm Hour: Jason talks with listeners about what he and his wife should do when both kids are off at college? Then he talks with Ryan Faircloth from the Star Tribune who was one of the reporters that looked into the investigation of the shootings of legislators and what could have been done better.

What happens when the kids leave the house? For Sharon Kirkpatrick, it was the start of something new. In this episode, we sit down with the founder of The Empty Nest Social (TENS)... a community built for parents navigating life after the kids have moved on.But this isn't just a social group. From supporting local nonprofits to giving college-bound seniors a head start with their College Dorm Start-Up Kits, TENS is about connection, compassion and giving back.Join Camille and Rich as we talk about the heart behind TENS, the impact they're making in East Dallas and how life's next chapter might be your best one yet.Connect with us! Instagram - Facebook www.visiteastdallas.comPartner with us! connect@visiteastdallas.com

Do you have a bedroom, office, or spare room you've been putting off cleaning? A relatable host talks you through it in this highly motivational episode. Unlock longer episodes: https://cleanwithmepodcast.com/link-in-bio/Become a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/clean-with-me--4574793/support.

Chad Daniels jokes about birth control in his Netflix special, "Empty Nester".

Send Jay comments via textFeeling lost after your kids leave the nest? You're not alone. For decades, many parents' identities have been intertwined with their roles at home, making the empty nest transition feel daunting. But what if this shift is an exciting opportunity to rediscover who you truly are—and craft a future that excites you?In this enlightening episode, mind mapping expert John Diggs, known as the "Mappaneering Mentor," shares how a simple visual thinking tool can be a catalyst for personal transformation. John opens up about his own journey—from losing everything during the 2008 financial crisis to rebuilding his life with clarity, purpose, and passion through mind mapping.At the heart of the conversation is the transformative "I Am Mind Map"—a practical exercise that puts your authentic identity at the core. By mapping what truly matters—health, wealth, happiness, success—you create not only a vision but a detailed roadmap for your next chapter.As John emphasizes, “Most people never really see themselves in all these key areas of their life.”Most importantly, this episode reminds us that empty nesting is not the end—it's a new beginning. Highlights & Key Takeaways:Mind mapping is a visual tool that organizes thoughts, highlights blind spots, and reveals new paths.The "I Am Mind Map" focuses on your authentic self beyond roles or responsibilities.John's personal story exemplifies how this practice can help rebuild life after loss.Recognize the power of choice—your life is yours to design.John's motto: "The purpose of life is to love it" guides his journey and can inspire yours too.John Diggs BioJohn Diggs, Your Mappineering Mentor, is dedicated to helping individuals unlock their full potential through the power of mind mapping. With a unique approach combining strategic self-discovery, goal-setting, and visualization, John empowers students, professionals, and athletes to embrace clarity, focus, and purpose in every area of life. As a motivational speaker, author, and coach, his mission is to guide you to achieve your best life, filled with health, wealth, success, and happiness.Find John Online: LinkedIn, Twitter (X), Instagram, WebsiteSupport the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

When the kids move out and the house gets quieter, life—and your finances—enter a whole new chapter. In this episode, Dave and Nick talk about the often-overlooked financial opportunities (and pitfalls) that come with becoming an empty nester. From downsizing and budgeting to increasing retirement contributions or finally testing the snowbird lifestyle, this is your chance to reimagine the next stage of life. https://youtu.be/4nZfHhDv_kA What You'll Learn How becoming an empty nester creates new financial flexibility Tips for reevaluating your budget, savings goals, and mortgage Why this is a prime time to ramp up your retirement planning The emotional (and financial) difference between “empty nester” and “off the payroll” Why having honest conversations with your adult kids is more important than ever How grandkids and geography might play into your future plans Real stories from Dave and Nick's own families Listener Takeaway Whether you're already in the empty nest phase or you see it on the horizon, use this time intentionally. Make a plan. Talk to your spouse. Talk to your kids. And most of all—know how your choices today will shape your retirement tomorrow.

On today's episode, we hear about: ·       A mom struggling with the reality of becoming an empty nester soon ·       A wife wanting to let go of bitterness toward her husband ·       A woman wondering how to be a caregiver without feeling resentful Next Steps:

Summer Special Edition Homeschool Show: Join us for this special summer edition of the homeschool show.  Many of you have students that graduated this year, now what happens?  During this episode we discuss everything from gap year programs, to apprenticeship opportunities; or perhaps college or military is in their future.  NCHE is here to support you even after homeschooling is complete.  Interview: Pastor Robert Barr of Impact University discusses the need for leadership in all areas of life.  He tells us why he loves Homeschoolers and gives us a bit of information on what Impact University has to offer.  After High School: We discuss the many options for your homeschooler now that they have graduated. For you parents be sure to check out Debbie Mason's talk on Empty Nesters from Thrive! 2025.  NCHE Internship Program:  Do you have a high school junior or senior? Apply now for our internship program. From the comfort of your own home. We work virtually from home communicating through emails, phone calls, video calls, and more. **Application Deadline has been extended through July 11th** 

Paddlewheel riverboats and fancy bordello girls seem like a match made in pop-culture heaven, don't they? Plush “parlour houses” and luxurious riverboats both were common in the “naughty nineties,” and both represented probably the closest thing to luxury a working man or woman would find in a frontier waterfront city like Portland or San Francisco, or even St. Louis or New Orleans. And yeah, there were times when the twain did meet in real life. Naïve farmboy Aquilla Ernest Clark was lured into the clutches of Portland shanghaier Larry Sullivan by a flock of beautiful, friendly ladies obviously hired for the purpose, who joined him and eight other victims on a chartered riverboat for what they thought was a “birthday party” cruise. (Here's a link to that story.) And who can forget Eliza “Boneyard Mary” Bunets, the 40-year-old solo practitioner who apparently entertained her customers aboard mothballed sternwheelers in the Oregon Steam & Navigation Co.'s “boneyard” at the foot of Flanders Street? (Here's a link to that one.) But the combination seems to have reached its peak in the case of a Portland madam named Nancy Boggs, who actually operated a bordello aboard a 40-by-80-foot barge anchored in the middle of the Willamette River, in the early 1880s.... (Portland, Multnomah County; 1880s) (For text and pictures, see https://offbeatoregon.com/2502b1007d.nancy-boggs-floating-bordello-688.120.html)

In this episode of "Crafting a Meaningful Life," host Mary Crafts is joined by Karla Olson, a transformative coach and best-selling author focused on helping women navigate the empty nest phase with confidence and joy. Together, they explore the emotional and practical aspects of this life transition, offering listeners valuable insights into how to approach the empty nest phase with intentionality and self-love. Karla shares her journey of self-discovery which began in earnest as she became more aware of the impending empty nest stage. This episode sheds light on the importance of reflecting on one's past while simultaneously designing a vibrant future. Karla breaks down her book's structure into past, present, and future sections, providing actionable steps for women to take charge of their lives and pursue their passions. Authenticity and inner guidance are emphasized as keys to living a fulfilling life during this new stage. The conversation is rich with practical advice, warm wisdom, and heartfelt anecdotes that underscore the universal challenges and unique opportunities presented by midlife transitions. Key Takeaways: The empty nest stage is a transformative period that benefits from intentional self-reflection and future planning. Karla Olson emphasizes the importance of pausing to acknowledge past achievements and crafting a new, joyful chapter in life post-parenting. Authenticity and self-compassion are crucial for women embarking on this journey, as these qualities can lead to deeper fulfillment and empowerment. Karla encourages women to find and nurture their "inner compasses" rather than listening to external criticism or pressures. This stage of life offers a "second chance" to live with purpose and engagement, free from the day-to-day responsibilities of child-rearing.   Resources: Karla Olson's Book: The Almost Empty Nester (Available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble) Social Media: Connect with Karla Olson on LinkedIn and her website for further insights and guidance. Learn More About Mary: MaryCraftsInc.com

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Parents know well the high costs of raising children. Certainly, this affects our ability to save for retirement or meet other financial goals, but what about when our kids leave home? How do empty nesters tend to respond financially, and psychologically? Work from Andrew Biggs, a Senior Fellow at the American Enterprise Institute and author of The Real Retirement Crisis: Why (Almost) Everything You Know About the US Retirement System is Wrong, finds that the period after our children become financially independent can have a big impact on retirement readiness. On this episode of The Behavioral Divide, host Hal Hershfield, discusses the research with Dr. Biggs along with real-world perspective from Certified Financial Planner Robin Sherwood, who serves as a Principal at HTG Investment Advisors. We look at how the empty-nester phase—and life transitions in general—can shape financial choices and personal fulfillment, and what can be done to make both better. The book The Real Retirement Crisis: Why (Almost) Everything You Know About the US Retirement System is Wrong is not affiliated with, sponsored by, or endorsed by Avantis Investors or American Century Investments.  If you enjoy the show, please let us know by giving our series a five-star rating. We'd also love to hear from you. To join in on the discussion, send us a note at BehavioralDivide@AvantisInvestors.com. Important Disclosures The views expressed in this presentation are the speaker's own and not necessarily those of American Century Investments. This presentation is for general information only and is not intended to provide investment, tax or legal advice or recommendations for any particular situation or type of retirement plan. Please consult with a financial, tax or legal advisor on your own particular circumstances. Hal Hershfield is not affiliated with American Century Investments. Follow us on social media: LinkedIn: https://a.vant.is/409KwhI X: https://a.vant.is/3HKHwSL

Send Jay comments via textFeeling lost now that your nest has emptied? You're not alone—but that silence in your home doesn't have to be the end of your story. Instead, it can be the opening note to your most authentic chapter yet. In this transformative episode, we explore how major life changes—like empty nesting, career shifts, or personal reinvention—are rooted in who we want to become, not just how we'll do it. Through relatable stories like Lisa, who questioned if binge-watching Netflix was her new purpose, and John, who believed he was “too old to start over,” we see how the stories we tell ourselves shape our experiences during these shifts.What makes this approach different? It's all about doing the inner work first. Before rushing into activities or projects, we examine the beliefs, fears, and identities that might be keeping us stuck. Guided by Carol Dweck's research on mindset, we learn to shift from a fixed mindset (“I'm only a parent”) to a growth mindset (“Who can I become now?”).You'll get practical prompts to uncover limiting beliefs, embrace vulnerability as your strength, and celebrate small wins that propel you forward. Rediscover passions you shelved, and open the door to unexpected joy and purpose.Remember George Eliot's words: "It's never too late to be what you might have been." Whether you're navigating an empty nest or other life transitions, this episode will help you move from simply watching life unfold to actively directing your next chapter.Download the free companion guide at bit.ly/whobeforehow and start your journey of rediscovery today. Your best self is waiting—are you ready to meet them?Key Highlights & Takeaways:True transformation begins within—your beliefs, identity, and emotions set the foundation.Your emotional reactions are messages revealing the stories you tell yourself.Adopting a growth mindset opens doors to new possibilities.Vulnerability is essential—acknowledging fears creates space for growth.Small, intentional actions can lead to profound mindset shifts.Focus on the "who" before the "how" to build a sustainable, authentic future.Reinvention is accessible—anyone willing to believe in their potential.Take the first step toward your next chapter—download the worksheet and start redefining your story today!Support the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

What happens when Skin and his wife finally get the house to themselves after nearly two decades? In this laugh-out-loud episode of The Ben and Skin Show, the crew broadcasts live from Choctaw Casino and Resort in Durant, Oklahoma, and dives into a whirlwind of hilarious stories, unexpected revelations, and a burger debate that could shake Dallas to its core.Skin discusses his upcoming week as an “empty nester” and the very adult plans he and his wife have in store. (“We've been ordering a lot of freaky stuff on the internet…”

Send Jay comments via textWhen your children leave home, your primary identity as a parent shifts—often leaving a sense of emptiness and questioning, "Who am I now?" According to research, nearly 80% of adults aged 50-64 feel dissatisfied with their sense of purpose, highlighting how challenging this transition can be. But what if this period is also an opportunity for a personal renaissance?In this empowering episode, we explore how to transform the emotional turmoil of the empty nest into a fertile ground for growth and self-discovery. Instead of viewing this phase as an end, learn to see it as your "Me Era"—a deliberate season of rediscovery and renewal. We discuss six evidence-based strategies grounded in psychology research, including accepting discomfort, starting small, practicing mindfulness, visualizing your ideal future, shifting perspective on challenges, and building emotional resilience.Whether you're approaching this change with trepidation or excitement, this episode offers compassionate, practical guidance to help you navigate the transition with patience, courage, and purpose. Growth may take time, but your most fulfilling years could be just ahead.Highlights & Key Takeaways:Nearly 80% of adults 50-64 feel a loss of purpose after children leave home.This period can trigger anxiety or depression without intentional self-focus.Reframe the empty nest as your "Me Era"—a time to redirect energy inward.Embrace discomfort and fear as natural signals of growth; resilience increases when we lean into them.Six practical strategies: acceptance, small steps, mindfulness, visualization, perspective shifts, and resilience-building.Growth requires patience, compassion, and ongoing effort.Seeking support from community, friends, or professionals is a sign of strength and an essential part of the process.Join us to discover how this transitional chapter can become your most enriching, meaningful, and joyful season yet. Your next great adventure begins with understanding and self-compassion.Support the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

Episode 336 - Being an empty nester undoubtedly creates challenges you might never have thought of. Here are some tips about what you may encounter, and how to deal with them.

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Anna & Marty compare shared hybrid life/LTC plans with separate LTC plans for each of them. It's a matter of preference and goals. The LTC and death benefit are directly related, so plans with higher LTC benefits have larger death benefits.  The death benefit acts as a return of premium if care isn't needed. The key differences in shared and individual plans is who can use the LTC benefits and for how long, who can be beneficiary, and when does the death benefit pay? Listen and learn how these plans differ and what Anna and Marty decided. Schedule an initial free consultation View current and projected costs of care where you live Learn what your state's Medicaid system lets us keep and receive care  Estimate rates for 6 year plans with 3% inflation growth Many don't want a full 6 year benefit period, so please understand that smaller plans have lower rates.

Send Jay comments via textGraduation season often brings a sudden, gut-wrenching realization: your child is leaving, and life as you've known it is about to change forever. This episode explores that pivotal moment when parents shift from full-time caretakers to part-time advisors. Instead of resisting or pretending the change isn't happening, discover how embracing the mantra "Let Life Evolve" can transform this challenging time into an opportunity for growth and renewal.We dive into the powerful idea that within the word "challenge" lies "LLE"—a reminder that change is not just inevitable but also a catalyst for transformation. You'll learn practical strategies for managing this transition: maintaining routines for stability, caring for your physical health, communicating openly, and proactively exploring new interests. The key message? The empty nest years are about possibility—not just loss. The skills that made you a great parent can now serve as tools for rediscovering yourself. This isn't about replacing parenting with hobbies—it's about reconnecting with the person beneath the role.Highlights & Key Takeaways:Resistance only makes transition harder; embrace change instead.The acronym LLE (Let Life Evolve) reminds us to accept and flow with change.Keep routines to provide stability during uncertain times.Seek support—friends, family, or coaches—so you don't have to navigate alone.As relationships evolve, clear communication and healthy boundaries are essential.Focus on what's possible now, rather than dwelling on what's ending.Rediscover interests and prioritize your physical health—don't wait for retirement or grandchildren to start your next chapter.Join us as we explore how this transition - filled with a mix of grief and gratitude - can become your next great opportunity for growth. You don't have to wait; your new life begins now. Tune in, and remember: "Let Life Evolve."Support the showFREE WORKBOOK3 Steps to Loving Your Empty Nest Life ENJOY THE SHOW?Don't miss an episode, subscribe via Apple Podcasts or follow on Spotify and many more. LOVE THE SHOW?Get your THIS EMPTY NEST LIFE swagReview us on Love the Podcast, Apple Podcasts, or Spotify -- reviews and ratings help others find us and we'd appreciate your support greatly.CONNECT WITH JAYEmail, LinkedIn, Instagram, or TikTok

Why is change so hard for our Anxious Mind? This episode is about change in general, with a focus on Empty Nesters and Soon-to-be Empty Nesters. Tune in Next week for a continuation of change and how we can better navigate it.

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This is The Briefing, a daily analysis of news and events from a Christian worldview.Part I (00:13 - 12:31)Protestant Liberalism and the Death of Missions: The PC USA Formally Fires Its Missionaries and Ends Its Missions AgencyPresbyterian Church (USA) fires missionaries, ends mission agency by Birmingham News (Greg Garrison)Part II (12:31 - 15:38)How Do You Maintain Close Familial Relationships with Your Children as an Empty Nester? — Dr. Mohler Responds to Letters from Listeners of The BriefingPart III (15:38 - 18:25)Why Should I Accept the Responsibility of Leading a Family When I'm Busy Helping Those Around Me Instead? — Dr. Mohler Responds to Letters from Listeners of The BriefingPart IV (18:25 - 19:49)Could Jesus Have Broken a Bone Since He Was the Perfect Lamb Who Was to Be Given as a Sacrifice? — Dr. Mohler Responds to Letters from Listeners of The Briefing Part V (19:49 - 24:44)As a Pastor, What is Your Opinion on Using Paper Books Versus Digital Books? — Dr. Mohler Responds to Letters from Listeners of The BriefingPart VI (24:44 - 28:09)Is Spilling a Glass of Water a Result of The Fall? — Dr. Mohler Responds to Letters from Listeners of The BriefingSign up to receive The Briefing in your inbox every weekday morning.Follow Dr. Mohler:X | Instagram | Facebook | YouTubeFor more information on The Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, go to sbts.edu.For more information on Boyce College, just go to BoyceCollege.com.To write Dr. Mohler or submit a question for The Mailbox, go here.

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