I don't only read novels about the empty nest! But it's a thrill when you find the subject touched on with great sensitivity and insight, as in these two novels.
Insights and echoes for empty nesters
The first is Olive Kitteridge by the Pullitzer prize-winning writer Elizabeth Strout. In one of the stories that make up this wonderful novel, it's the father, not the mother, who suffers most from his sons leaving. It precipitates a crisis which threatens to shatter his marriage. Here's a taste:
'He had thought Bonnie might have a bad empty-nest time of it, that he’d have to watch out for her. He knew, everyone knew, of at least one family these days where the kids grew up and the wife just took off, lickety-split. But Bonnie seemed calmer, full of a new energy…...
Something else happened the year Derrick went off to college. While their bedroom life had slowed considerably, Harmon had accepted this, had sensed for some time that Bonnie was “accommodating” him. But one night he turned to her in bed, and she pulled away. After a long moment she said quietly, “Harmon, I think I’m just done with that stuff.”'
'Brooklyn' - a story of Emigration
It's hard for any parent when a child moves an ocean away - as I discovered recently when talking to parents at the American School in London. But in the fifties, when Brooklyn is set, a time when there was no Skype, and phoning home cost an arm and a leg, it was much, much harder for parents. And it was hard for kids too - it still is.
The second novel, Brooklyn by Colm Toibin, is at times an unbearably sad story about emigrating, written from the adult child's point of view (surprisingly not often heard in empty nest discussions).
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