EMPTY NEST… a short story

Yep, it was going to be another one of those days.  I heard mom telling me that I needed to get up and get on with it.  She insisted that I couldn’t stay home with her and dad any longer and that I needed to make that jump to adulthood.  All that worried me at the moment, however, was whether she was going to have my breakfast ready.

Now, dad’s here, and I’m getting the same flak from him.  He’s pacing back and forth and just fussing away at me.  Geezh, can’t a fella get a break?  What’s the big hurry to rush me out anyway?  What’s really going on?  That’s what’d I’d like to know.

Well, wouldn’t you know it… I stand up and walk around a little, stretching my legs, and shaking off the sleep when WHOOSH… I’ve been pushed right out.  As I’m falling I realize that if I don’t do something fast then that quickly approaching ground is going to hurt.  So, I guess the time really has come for me to spread my wings and fly.

Goodbye, mom!  Goodbye, dad!  Thanks for everything!