<![CDATA[Stories by Jess Deutsch on Medium]]> https://medium.com/@jessdeutsch?source=rss-4d2f983bede2------2 https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/fit/c/150/150/0*j9bx6jO0vttIBeB7.jpg Stories by Jess Deutsch on Medium https://medium.com/@jessdeutsch?source=rss-4d2f983bede2------2 Medium Sun, 15 Nov 2026 16:06:41 GMT <![CDATA[Almost Empty]]> https://medium.com/@jessdeutsch/almost-empty-a797c83379c6?source=rss-4d2f983bede2------2 https://medium.com/p/a797c83379c6 Tue, 28 Feb 2017 19:24:32 GMT 2017-02-28T19:24:32.182Z So many times I nearly began, but didn’t. Somebody needed their shoelace tied, or I got a phone call from a student with an urgent question. Or, I was just too tired.

In the earliest days of my life as a parent, a cousin told me, “you must write these moments down.” And I meant to. I really did.

Fast forward. Really forward. Now I’m on the edge of an empty nest. I can barely believe it. But I better write this stuff down, pronto.

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