Technically, my husband and I have been empty nesters for almost 4 years now. But somehow we have staved off that all-encompassing void-like feeling that sweeps over you when your last child clears out his or her bedroom. Whether it’s because we talk to our kids regularly or we like to plan the next visit or vacation with them, we haven’t suffered too much of the empty nest blues. Until yesterday. After exchanging our traditional Easter baskets with each other, the highlight of the day was when my husband and I sang happy birthday to our bijon-poo doggie, Rosie ,who turned 4-years-old. Either we’ve hit the empty nest blues or we need a life!