It's Too Soon to Know

I found these pictures both humorous and sad....neither of which I have experienced yet.

I've only been home for a week from taking Kathryn off to college so I'm thinking it's too soon to really know if I'm going to like this 'empty nest syndrome' stage of life. Besides, there hasn't been a day go by that I have not heard from Kathryn, and/or Kylie, and/or Jordan. How am I supposed to know what this empty nest syndrome is supposed to be like if I'm not left to experience it???
Anytime I even attempt to have a quiet, peaceful and possible 'alone' moment, the phone rings. It's like they have 'mom's got nothing to do' radar and they find that possibility unacceptable when they have needs that have to be met. Want to make any bets as to whether or not that same radar is turned on next Sunday for Mother's Day??? Hmmm....
Here's an example of Kathryn's days since I left her in Rexburg Idaho to attend college. She had a date every night except one the first 6 days she was there. One even, after only 6 hours of knowing him, asked her to be exclusive with him. She said no but wanted to still date him for fun until she saw him a few days later holding hands with another girl on campus. She fed a friendly squirrel the 3/4th day which said same squirrel about bit off her pinky finger a few days later, sending her to the Health Center for a tetanus shot and antibiotic and a ruined shirt from all the blood. Snow arrived a few days later sending Kathryn into a tizzy fit of missing the warm Texas weather...she climbed too far up a tree one day and wasn't able to get herself down except with the help from some very capable/handsome young men who were rewarded the next day with homemade brownies.
And finally, last night, she calls huffing and puffing that she has accidentally removed one of her eyebrows from waxing it completely off...the wax had spread too far on the eyebrow hair and when she ripped off the wax, along came the eyebrow. I had to laugh...I HAD to. I told her to go to Walmart and buy some eyebrow pencil that she would need to use for about the next two weeks until the hair grew back in. Of course, while coming down the stairs of her apartment with her roommates, she seemed to find it more appropriate to skip a few of them and FALL instead of taking them as intended...one at a time.
If she lives through this 'freshman year of college' experience, I think I might finally feel at liberty to officially enter what so many others my age are peacefully enjoying this very moment...
'The Empty Nest Syndrome'.