A while ago, I went away with a group of friends for a long weekend. We rented a house out in Sag Harbor, NY, ate good food and drank wine. We talked about the selves we were before we became mothers. (Our kids range from 15 down to four, with the common thread being a group of 10 year old girls, all friends through Girl Scouts.)
One of the themes that came up over and over again was how would we start anew, now that our kids didn't need us as much as they had in the past. Granted, Ben, at 8, still needs me quite a bit, but I can start to see a light ahead of me, and the next chapter of my life.
I'm not ready to say anything else, since all of this is still pretty vague and formless, but it is a sprout, and as it grows, I'll keep you in the light.