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Listen Up! Going Gypsy is Now an Audio Book (or how David may very well become a zombie)

We’re one step closer to our ultimate goal of having Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie play us in the movie version of Going Gypsy.

That’s not a long shot, is it?

Click in for the lowdown on the incredible voice actors of the audiobook version of Going Gypsy – and how David may soon become a zombie!

We’re also giving away a copy of the audiobook so… CONTINUE READING >>

Audiobook: Going Gypsy: One Couple's Adventure from Empty Nest to No Nest at All

Spoiler Alert! For fans of The Walking Dead, a key event in the season five finale is revealed below. Don’t be mad at us if you keep reading, you’ve been warned.

When Jenny, our editor extraordinaire at Skyhorse Publishing, called to say that our book, Going Gypsy, was going to be an audiobook,  we were excited, but had almost no idea what that meant.

We had never listened to an audio book before – at least not since they were called books on tape.

We envisioned Alistair Cooke, by a fire place with his smoking jacket and pipe, earnestly orating the words of our quirky story to the world.

The thought made us all tingly inside.

After the initial excitement passed and our heads unswelled a bit, we became concerned that Alistair might come off as a little stuffy.

As hilarious as it would sound to us to hear Mr. Cooke relate how David superglued himself to the ceiling of our RV, or how Veronica locked herself inside an Italian hotel room, we felt a different direction was needed.

Then it hit us: What  if Going Gypsy was read in both male and female voices, representing the way we pass the chapters back and forth between us?

Jenny loved the idea, but in the end, that decision would be left up to Audible.

After tossing in our two cents, we excitedly waited to hear Audible’s answer.  It didn’t take long before we heard that they were on board with the idea of having two actors involved in the reading of Going Gypsy, and had the performers contact us for any helpful tips we might be able to provide.

Of course, the minute we found out the names of the actors who would be portraying us were, we got to Googling.

Caroline Cook, voice actress, reader of Going Gypsy: One Couple's Adventure from Empty Nest to No Nest at All

Veronica’s parts are read by Carolyn Cook (as far as we know, not related to Allistair), an award-winning veteran of theater and radio who is fairly new to the field of audio books.

Even though she recorded her first book a mere two years ago, she feels that reading is a perfect fit, as she mentioned in a 2014 interview for Listen Up’s Narrator Spotlight:

“I spent many years acting on stage and then coming home to read bedtime stories to my daughter. I was thrilled when I got the chance to begin working as an audiobook narrator, because it seemed like a natural extension of my life as an actor and a mom. Best of all, my daughter has started narrating audiobooks herself, so I guess all those bedtime stories paid off!”

David’s voice was a big shocker. The resume of Steve Coulter includes appearances in The Hunger Games, Anchorman 2: The Legend of Ron Burgundy, What to Expect When You’re Expecting, The Odd Life of Timothy Green, and Flight. Steve also has a regular role in the Cinemax/HBO series Banshee as Elijah Bowman.

And that’s not all kids – we found out that he was currently starring as Reg Monroe AMC’s The Walking Dead.

Veronica was giddy with the thought of seeing her darling husband being attacked by zombies – or even better – becoming a zombie!

Could life BE any sweeter?

So we set about our first binge watching experience by consuming the first four seasons of apocalyptic goodness in less than a week hoping to see “David” go down in a blaze of flesh-eating glory.

Steve "David" Coulter in The Walking Dead is the voice actor for Going Gypsy: One Couple's Adventure from Empty Nest to No Nest at All
Personally, we’d want to keep our wits about us when zombies are afoot!

It was not to be though, since Coulter’s character, Reg, didn’t appear until the fifth season.

But, as if they knew we were waiting, AMC came to the rescue with an all-day Walking Dead marathon on leading up to the season five finale.

And there it was… the voice that we had come to associate with David, and it was more spectacular than we could have ever hoped!

It wasn’t until the VERY END, the cliffhanger of the entire season, that Veronica’s dream came true. “David” dies in a very dramatic fashion, then BOOM, fade to black.

It was AWESOME.

Steve "David" Coulter dies on The Walking Dead - but not before he finishes the audiobook of Going Gypsy
“If only I had not enjoyed that last highball!”

When asked by the Atlanta Journal-Constitution, Steve “David” Coulter admitted that he wasn’t thrilled when he learned that he was being killed off, but the show’s producers assured him that it was a really cool death scene in the final moments of the episode.

We can attest to the producer’s statements, and Steve must have agreed too, because after shooting the show his reaction was, “It was fun.”

It certainly was fun for us to hear his talents applied to our writing, and we promise that he survives all the way to the end of the Going Gypsy.

We could not be happier about the job that Carolyn and Steve did with our book. It is everything we could have dreamed of and more. The passion, humor, and fun all played out beautifully – and they even “do the voices.” It truly is an honor to hear our words read by such talent.

We’d like to think that they have opened the door to our ultimate goal of having Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie play us in the movie version. That’s not a long shot, is it?

Could Brad and Angelina play us in the movie version of Going Gypsy? We think so!

Anyone have their personal cell numbers?

David and Veronica, GypsyNester.com

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YOUR TURN: Are you SURE you don’t know Brad or Angelina’s cell number? Seriously, wouldn’t they be perfect?

How to Help the People of Nepal

Our hearts are breaking for the people of the Nepal.

We felt the need to help – and want to share with you what we found in our search of ways to help.

If you would like to join us, here are three suggestions…

CONTINUE READING to find out how you can help >>

How to Help the People of the Philippines

Our hearts are breaking for the people of the Nepal.

We felt the need to help – and want to share with you what we found in our search of ways to help.

If you would like to join us, here are three suggestions:

Napal Red Cross:

Go to the Nepal Red Cross website. We feel that this is the best way to get financial help where it is most needed, but the site is up and down as of today, so we are listing the info given there:

If interested to donate by Draft / Cheque / Cash / Bank Transfer
Please contact Nepal Red Cross Society, National Headquarter in Tel. 4270650, 4272761. You can also send “A/C payee” Cheque/ Draft in favour of “Nepal Red Cross Society”.

Deposit as per the following bank details :

Account holder: Nepal Red Cross Society, National Headquarters
Bank: Standard Chartered Bank Nepal Ltd
Account no: 17-0003794-01
Swift code: SCBLNPKA

Red Cross Marg, Kalimati
Post Box No. 217, Kathmandu, Nepal
Phone: +977-1-4270650, 4272761
Fax: +977-1-4271915, 4273285
E-mail: [email protected], [email protected]

By Text Message:

Help by providing supplies to Nepal hospitals in need through Operation USA. Text AID to 50555 to donate $10.

Text REDCROSS to 90999 to give $10 to American Red Cross Disaster Relief, which helps people affected by disasters such as hurricanes, floods, earthquakes, wildfires and tornadoes.

Via Facebook:

Facebook is matching every dollar donated through their site, up to two million dollars. Donations will be used to send International Medical Corps’ emergency response teams who are operating mobile medical units to deliver critically needed medical care and medicines to the regions hardest-hit by the earthquake.

Click here to donate via Facebook.

David & Veronica, GypsyNester.com

YOUR TURN: If you know of other ways to benefit the people of Nepal, please let us know below.

Whirlpools, Wings, and Northern Lights in Bodø, Norway

Who in their right mind plans a trip above the Arctic Circle in December?

Our answer? Who ever said we were in our right minds?

Chase us around Bodo, Norway as we visit the whirlpools of the Saltstraumen, marvel at midnight blue skies, and dance under the northern lights… CONTINUE READING >>


A big thank you to Visit Norway and Visit Bodø for this illuminating adventure – and to Eurail for the 15-day rail pass that inspired us to undertake it!

Bodo, Norway

Who in their right mind plans a trip above the Arctic Circle in December?

Our answer? Who ever said we were in our right minds?

So we found ourselves in Bodø, a Norwegian city whose name we struggled to pronounce until we arrived and heard the residents saying it. It sounds a lot like “Buddha,” yet somehow we could tell that they were not referring to an Eastern mystic.

The view from our room at Scandic Havet in Bodo, Norway

Our room at Scandic Havet

It was an easy walk from the train to our hotel, which was hard to miss since the Scandic Havet is the tallest building in town.

While we were walking, David mentioned how great it would be if we were high up and facing the ocean.

He must be the mystic, because that’s right where our room was.

Pulling out all the stops

The Bodo Cathedral in Bodo, Norway

We didn’t waste any time, or what little daylight there is way up north in the winter, getting out to see some of the city’s landmarks, beginning with the Bodø Kathedral.

The cathedral, like almost everything in Bodø, was built after World War II because nearly the entire town was destroyed in a German bombing raid in 1940.

The free standing bell tower of the Bodo Cathedral in Bodo, Norway

The church has a classic style, with an eye-catching free standing bell tower, but the most fascinating part of our tour was a demonstration of the remarkable pipe organ.

Organist Brian Hepworth took us up to the loft and explained the inner workings of this incredible instrument.

He began by showing us the different tones and qualities of the various types and sizes of the thousands of pipes.

Then, like icing on the cake, he gave us a bit of a private concert.

Organist Brian Hepworth shows us around Bodo Katherdral in Bodo, Norway

The organ at the Bodo Cathedral in Bodo, Norway

We could feel the movement underneath us when he pulled out the various stops that control which pipes are sounding.

Then he pulled out all of the stops (yup, that’s where that old saying comes from) and we really felt the power.

We know that the word is wildly overused, but awesome is about the only way to describe it.

The importance of aviation in Norway

The Norwegian Aviation Museum in Bodo, Norway is housed in two propeller blades

Perhaps the town’s most recognizable building is the Luftfarstmuseet, which is the Norwegian Aviation Museum and is cleverly designed in the shape of a giant propeller.

One blade houses historic displays of civilian aviation, and the other showcases military flight. In the middle there is a control tower overlooking the active Bodø airport.

The distance from Bodo to other parts of the world

We started in the tower and watched (yes, we sat at the console and pretended to assist) a couple of Scandinavian Airlines jets come in to land.

As with many remote outposts like Bodø, aviation played a big role in recent history, because flying makes the far corners of the globe so much more accessible. Although, we must say that we enjoyed arriving by rail.

The Norway Aviation Museum in Bodo has a large collection of vintage planes

For many years sea planes were the usual aircraft throughout Norway, until landing strips began appearing around the time of World War II. The museum features a large collection of these classic aquatic planes.

The Norway Aviation Museum in Bodo has a large collection of vintage sea planes

Most are of the pontoon variety, with floats in place of landing gear, but there are a couple of the old “flying boats” as well. These are designed just as the name implies, like a boat with wings over the top.

Wreaked German war planes are on display at the Norwegian Aviation Museum in Bodo, Norway

The military side has several Nazi-era German warplanes that crashed in the nearby mountains on display.

There is also a beautifully preserved Supermarine Spitfire, which is often mentioned as one of the best fighters the Allies had.

The Norwegian Air Corps flew several of these while operating out of Great Britain while Norway was occupied.

a beautifully preserved Supermarine Spitfire at the Norway Aviation Museum in Bodo

After our history lesson we walked across the street to the Bodø Spectrum, a huge indoor waterpark and swimming complex which includes the Spectrum Spa. No way were we passing up the chance for some sauna action in the arctic.

So we steamed and basked under a sunlamp for a while, then soaked in the outdoor hot tub before heading back to our fabulous high-rise room overlooking the harbor.

The night view from our room at Scandic Havet Hotel in Bodo, Norway
The view from our room at Scandic Havet!

One of our biggest reasons for venturing into the arctic at this time of year was the hope of seeing the northern lights, but alas, it was not to be on this night.

The clouds were not going to break and give us a clear view of the sky.

But what spectacular clouds!

Going with the Flow, the World’s Strongest Flow

Just after sunrise, which happened around eleven AM at that time of year, we hopped on a bus to the Saltstraumen.

The Bodin Church in Bodo, Norway

This narrow channel between two fjords forces the tide waters to rush through, forming incredible, massive whirlpools and eddies as the sea levels desperately seek to equalize.

On the way we passed one of the few remaining medieval structures left standing anywhere in the area, the Bodin Church. The little white church was built around the year 1240 in a typical stone design for that time, and is still in use today.

The bridge over the Saltstraumen, the world's strongest tidal flow, near Bodo, Norway

The Saltstraumen creates massive swirls outside of Bodo, Norway!

When we reached the Saltstraumen, our driver took us over the bridge that spans the straights to get an aerial view of the swirling designs that the wild currents form in the water.

Then for a closer look, we pulled off under the bridge and walked to the water’s edge.

WATCH: You’ve got to see the video to get the full idea of the crazy speed!

The Saltstraumen creates massive swirls outside of Bodo, Norway

The Saltstraumen creates massive swirls outside of Bodo, Norway

Clinging to the rocky shore, we could feel the water rushing by as the tide was rising.

When the tide turns and heads back out to sea there will be a brief time that the straights are calm as the levels are equal, but soon after the process will reverse itself and the water rushes just as fast in the other direction.

Saltstraumen, the world's strongest tidal flow, near Bodo, Norway

Fishing in the Saltstraumen near Bodo, Norway

All of this churning makes this a prime feeding spot for fish, and the local fishermen know it.

It was quite a show to watch as they threw lines out into the rushing current and reel in coalfish and cod.

Those fish had to be pretty dizzy by the time they made it to the surface.

Fishing in the Saltstraumen near Bodo, Norway

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As we rode back to Bodø, our bus nap ritual was set aside. The scenery was too damned stunning to risk missing by nodding off:

Beautiful scenery outside of Bodo, Norway

Beautiful scenery outside of Bodo, Norway

So did we see the Northern Lights?

The view from our room at the Scandic in Bodo, Norway

The sun was already setting as we rode back into town, and seeing a few breaks in the clouds was giving us high hopes that tonight might be the night for some momentous Aurora action.

It had better be, because it is was last chance before heading back down below the circle.

The seawall in Bodo, Norway

In preparation for our sighting (we were thinking positive) we took a stroll out to the end of the seawall that protects the harbor.

We had heard stories that this is a popular spot to stand and face the wind and surf when storms blow in off the Norwegian Sea.

The seawall in Bodo, Norway

The storm warning sign on the seawall in Bodo, Norway

There was a pretty brisk breeze as we made our way to the lighthouse at the end, but nothing close to the crashing waves washing over people we’d seen in photos.

Maybe we aren’t quite as brave as they are, but then they do it in the summer.

The seawall in Bodo, Norway

Weak northern lights in Bodo, Norway

Around ten o’clock we headed down from our room to the dock beside the hotel to scan the northern heavens, and lo and behold a greenish glow began to appear.

As it grew brighter, our doubts that it might just be a reflection, or something else, were removed.

Northern Lights in Bodo, Norway

This was most definitely the aurora borealis, not a spectacular display, but certainly one nonetheless. We even managed to capture some of it on camera.

Yet with the cold and fatigue from the trip, even this excitement couldn’t keep us from crawling into bed.

Northern Lights in Bodo, Norway

Veronica didn’t stay down though, she ventured back out after midnight, just in time to catch a much better aurora episode.

This time there were some waves and even various colors. After clicking her brains out on the camera, and trying every possible setting, she felt confident enough that she had captured the moment to go inside and wake me up.

Northern Lights in Bodo, Norway

When I saw the photos I jumped out of bed and threw on my clothes and a coat. I had to see this!

But alas, by the time we got back out only a faint glow remained. We waited and watched for a while, but it was getting seriously cold — like arctic cold – so we went back inside.

So who in their right mind plans a trip above the Arctic Circle in December?

We do, and we’re glad we did.

David and Veronica, GypsyNester.com

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A big thank you to Visit Norway and Visit Bodø for this illuminating adventure – and to Eurail for the 15-day rail pass that inspired us to undertake it! As always, all opinions are our own.

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Fear Conquering & Skydiving Over Queensland


Jumping out of a perfectly good airplane has become one of those ultimate bucket list items.

Like living to 120 years old or climbing Mount Everest.

Of the three, the most feasible to me was the jump.

Which turned out to be a bit odd, because there was no… CONTINUE READING >>

Huge thanks to Tourism and Events Queensland and Skydive Ramblers for providing this exciting adventure! As always, all opinions are our own.

The Cessna 182 used by Skydive Ramblers, Queensland, Australia

Jumping out of a perfectly good airplane has become one of those ultimate bucket list items.

Like living to 120 years old or climbing Mount Everest.

Of the three, the most feasible to me was the jump. Which turned out to be a bit odd, because there was no jumping at all on my part – but I’m jumping ahead of myself.

My tandem instructor captures a moment of pure panic at Skydive Ramblers in Queensland, Australia
I’m so glad my tandem instructor, Julian caught this moment right before the door was opened. Until now, I never knew what I looked like in pure panic mode. Most of the photos and video are taken from a camera mounted on the (thankfully) multi-talented Julian’s wrist.

When we first spoke to Tourism and Events Queensland about heading to Australia, they asked if there was something special we would like to do.

Without hesitation, I mentioned that I always like to face a fear conquering event – something that inspires others (and myself) to step outside of our comfort zones.

It felt like we sat on the edge of the plane forever. Filmed at Skydive Ramblers in Queensland, Victoria
This is me – not looking down. It seemed like we sat here on the edge of the plane for two hours. Video evidence (see below) proves it was a lot closer to two seconds.

I should have known better, Australians are — by nature — an adventurous people, and I am not. I’m trying — and growing — but I’m not even close to Aussie level.

When skydiving was mentioned, I wholeheartedly said yes, drawing an evil glare from David. In a bit of role reversal,I was the one chomping at the bit while he was the one hemming and hawing.

The initial jump over Queensland, Australia on the Sunshine Coast with Skydive Ramblers
Thankfully, I somehow kept my eyes open. And my mouth. And my nostrils. I wasn’t aware that nostrils could get so big.

Catching on to his hesitation, the gang at TEQ suggested an alternative for David – a day at a spa.

He liked that idea, relaxing on terra firma, perhaps enjoying a massage, while I fell from the sky.

But there was a catch – if he chose the spa day, he would have to partake in a full body wax.

Suddenly, he was all-in for skydiving.

It wasn’t until the night before the Big Jump Day that I started to freak out. Not terribly, but just enough that my panic mantra (people do this every day and don’t die… people do this…) was necessary. I slept, but barely.

The initial jump over Queensland, Australia on the Sunshine Coast with Skydive Ramblers
Smile or grimace? We will never know.

With the moment at hand and panic mode setting in, I could certainly appreciate some humor, and the folks at Skydive Ramblers didn’t fail to deliver.

While getting harnessed in, my supersonic onslaught of questions (what happens if?… why do we need that?… how come you just?…) was cleverly answered or jokingly deflected by my tandem instructor, Julian.

Arm position while sky diving at SkyDive Ramblers, Queensland, Austraila
Arms out to embrace the earth coming up at me!

My first jolt of actual terror came when I saw the plane.

For some stupid reason I had envisioned a huge cargo plane full of enthusiastic jumpers standing in a large doorway while Ride of the Valkyries played in the background.

A semi-military situation with white chutes drifting over the target zone.

Nope. Instead a bright yellow Cessna 182 was on the runway. There would be no standing up in it, sitting was even tight.

Once we were in flight, I mentioned to David that six years ago – prior to my decision to face my fears head-on – I would have NEVER gotten into this kind of plane at all.

See how brave I am?

Or not, since I was (not so) subtly suggesting that maybe the flight alone was enough to get me off the hook. Maybe I should just fly around a bit and that would be plenty for the day.

David watches as I parachute over Queensland, Australia with SkyDive Ramblers

There were two problems with this strategy.

1) If I didn’t jump, David would be stuck, unable to get around me to jump, or more accurately fall, out the door himself.

2) David had, all of the sudden, become really excited about the prospect of hurling himself out of the plane. Damn.

So when we reached 10,000 feet, I jumped. Or dropped. Or fell. Whatever it was, I did it.

WATCH: I am visibly terrified.

I can’t really explain the feeling of free-falling. There is nothing natural that can prepare a human for the sensation; I don’t think we’re mentally equipped to process plummeting to the ground at 130+ miles an hour.

It isn’t like a roller coaster. I didn’t feel the sensation of the ground coming up at me. My brain must have gone into something akin to shock, because the entire thirty-second free-fall portion took on a slow-motion, dreamy quality.

Skydiving over Queensland, Australia on the Sunshine Coast with Skydive Ramblers

The opening of the parachute was my favorite part (mostly because I was pretty sure it meant I was far less likely to die by the end) and, for me, the biggest rush. That is where the roller coaster feeling happened, and I like roller coasters.

Once I let go of Julian (I had somehow clawed onto his arm) and realized that my white-knuckled hanging-on to the harness made no difference safety-wise (not that I stopped doing it), a peacefulness set in. It really was beautiful and serene up there.

But not calm enough to truly settle a panicky person such as myself. So I began to fire off questions about the landing. Seems I had to have something new to freak out about. Sorry Julian – it’s how I roll. Man, Julian’s a good guy.

Picture perfect landing onto Coolum Beach
Picture perfect landing onto Coolum Beach!

Landing was mercifully uneventful, I simply stood up when Julian said “stand up.”

Ambushed by a news crew!
Shoes are optional for this news crew! Love it!

Then the news crew came racing over.

We had no idea they were going to be there and I was too wigged out to do anything but babble.

Luckily, our segment was short, David quickly came to my rescue and the reporter was really, really nice!

WATCH: I am introduced to the Australian public by way of the amount of saliva I don’t have in my mouth. Classic Veronica!

The best of David's face whilst skydiving!
Bonus Fun! The best of David’s face whilst skydiving!

Fear conquered. Will I do it again?

Ask me again on my 120th birthday.

Veronica, GypsyNester.com

Veronica Gives Skydiving a Go!


Who knew nostrils could stretch so far? Watch as Veronica “jumps” from 10,000 feet over what has to be the most beautiful place to “fly”!… Read the whole, crazy adventure here! or enlarge video>>

Who knew nostrils could stretch so far? Watch as Veronica “jumps” from 10,000 feet over what has to be the most beautiful place to “fly”! And see what I look like when I’m completely petrified… Read the whole, crazy adventure here!>>

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Why Do People Like Us Even Have Kids?

“Tell me why when a person says they enjoy the empty nest another person counters with – Oh, but I am close to my kids. ARGH”

Receiving this sort of frustrated tweet is not uncommon for us, this one came while sitting with our morning coffee in a hotel cafe.

I had just returned from using the lobby bathroom where I overheard a cell phone conversation in the stall next to me.

Yes, I admit I was eavesdropping – but I have two lame excuses.

1) We had just… CONTINUE READING >>

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“Tell me why when a person says they enjoy the empty nest another person counters with – Oh, but I am close to my kids. ARGH“

Receiving this sort of frustrated tweet is not uncommon for us, this one came while sitting with our morning coffee in a hotel cafe.

I had just returned from using the lobby bathroom where I overheard a cell phone conversation in the stall next to me.

Yes, I admit I was eavesdropping – but I have two lame excuses.

1) We had just arrived back to the States from Europe and my ears were trained to zero in when English was spoken and

2) This woman – we’ll call her Dorothy – was not trying to keep her voice down.

As we sat side by side with just a thin metal barrier between us, I was made privy to Dorothy’s life and woes. She was laying it all out to some poor set of ears on the other end of the phone line… complaining about her son, his lack of ambition, the fact that he was living in her home at 30-years-old and on and on and on.

Next came a plethora of excuses for Boomerang Boy…the ill-fated college attempt, the series of jobs he’d been fired from, the mean ex-girlfriend and on and on and on.

I had finished my business in my stall but remained quiet-as-a-mouse seated – I was hooked. My own little personal soap opera, no TV required!

Then came the kicker. Dorothy began to bad mouth her sister-in-law for having the audacity to suggest that Dorothy kick Boomerang Boy out of the house.

“She said that he needs to stand on his own two feet – I told her that I didn’t agree at all. After all, I love my son. I feel sorry for her kids.”

And there it was. I hightailed it out of there before I could hear any more.

Back in the lobby as I was retelling Dorothy’s story to David, the aforementioned tweet came in. It got me thinking.

What causes this leap of logic? Why are folks so quick to jump to the conclusion that we who embrace the “empty” nest are somehow bad parents?

A while back, we were profiled in the Huffington Post and were giddily overwhelmed by the discussion the article created. The comments were by far more positive than negative, but an interesting little theme popped up here and there:

“Why do people like this even have kids?”

“Doesn’t sound like they were very close at all. How sad for the kids.”

“It almost seems like they just wanted to forget they even had kids.”

Are those of us who choose to be defined as GypsyNesters – rather than empty nesters – selfish, unloving parents? Have we forsaken our children for our own dreams?

We have met some incredible GypsyNesters on this journey of ours, people going back to college, volunteering in their communities, writing that novel that has been percolating for years, reconnecting with their spouses in new and exciting ways. They are embracing this new chapter of their lives.

For these wonderful folks will I make this argument:

As parents we want to raise moral, self-sufficient, happy adults. That’s our job. When that job is finished, it’s a reason for celebration. It is not time to sulk, it’s not time to burden your offspring with tales of your woe – THAT’s selfish.

“The kindest thing you can do for the people you care about is to become a happy, joyous person.”
– Brian Tracy

Not that I’ve been exceptionally perfect in this regard. I’ve got plenty of growing to do.

As a Recovering Helicopter Mommy I’ve had my hideous backslides. I’ve stuck my big pointy nose in where it doesn’t belong. I’ve struggled with allowing my own fears to interfere with my Spawn’s growth. I made WAY too many relentless phone calls when I thought The Piglet and Decibel were in danger. I still find my self-righteous teachable moments.

And, yes, I cried like Tammy Faye Bakker on the second day of her period when each of my children left the nest. As a matter of fact, I still go into a days-long pity funk every time I have to say good-bye to one of them.

My job as a mother is never actually finished – I will always be there for The Spawn. But I have to let my children go to grow. When my time here on earth is done, I will not have done my job well if The Spawn can’t make it without me.

Veronica, GypsyNester.com

YOUR TURN: What are your thoughts on embracing the “empty” nest? Am I selfish? Should I have left the task of procreation to others? Leave a comment!