Gina, I completely understand. I used to laugh at women who couldn't cope when their kids left home - after all, it's the one thing you absolutely know is going to happen when you have them, isn't it?

Now I'm embarrassed in case I was ever impatient with anyone suffering from empty nest syndrome.
My son (only child) left home to go to Uni the same month that my husband died from cancer. It took me so long to get to grips with the grief of losing my husband that I didn't even think about the empty nest until about eighteen months later. Then it hit me

It is really hard. Like you, I miss the busy house - the friends popping in; I even miss ferrying him about in the car! I think it's like being made redundant; that's how being widowed felt as well. All of a sudden, no one needed me, no one else was justifying my existence. It is traumatic.
I wish sometimes that I could live round the corner from my son, just close enough to be able to pop round to each other's for a coffee and a gossip. But that ain't going to happen. I can't follow him around the country and he certainly isn't going to follow me. Thank goodness for Facebook and texting - that keeps us going.
There is life after children and marriage though - honest. Three years on, I am doing loads of new things, I have new friends and I am building a new life.

ANd sometimes, on a good day, the bit of elastic joining us feels good and bouncy and it is nice to know that the family stretches all over the country, instead of just being concentrated in one little house. Does that make sense?

Take care - be good to yourself. It will get easier.