A few years ago I read a great book series by Beverly LaHaye and Terri Blackstock. The Seasons Series follows the lives of four women who live on the same cul-de-sac of a neighborhood suburb.
One of the books begins as a mom is cleaning and putting away the decorations following her youngest child's wedding reception in her home the night before. She is reflecting on the fun events of the weekend but also mourning the emptiness of her home and the fact that all of her "babies" are now grown and gone creating families of their own.
She looks out the window to see her neighbor. Her neighbor is frantically