Trying to move on

[ClingingToHope]

I had perhaps my most peaceful night since moving out. I had the girls and we went to the YMCA to climb on the rock wall. Then we borrowed a racquet ball and went into one of the courts and just through the ball off the wall and chased it.

We got home at 8 p.m. and read books for 45 minutes and then went to bed.

It's very strange. I just felt lighter. Knowing that I'm going to be OK financially just lessens everything. W's trials are ahead of her. I feel like I've passed many of mine.

I woke up this morning with many of the same feelings of dread and worry and then I started thinking about summer and being out from under much of the debt she piled on me. And I could start to dream of things to do and places to go.