Sounds like we're living parallel lives! (Right down to the photo musings and conclusions...)
When D20 pulled up to my office yesterday afternoon in her dad's Subaru Legacy wagon--filled with her crap--it made my heart heavy as well. And there is no way I'm going to deny that. The only thing I can say is that I didn't cry. D17? Whoa boy. Last night D20 texted me and said she and her dad made it to Kearney. She asked me to Face Time with D17. They were at a restaurant and we joked around for a few minutes - all 4 of us. Then we hung up and my D17 just sobbed. Heart wrenching sobs. It lasted about 15 minutes. She got out D20's high school volleyball programme and went to bed with it. I felt so bad for her.
We're going to Face Time again tonight so hopefully we'll get through this transition. I might have cried myself, but I knew instinctively that D17 needed me to be the person who was in a good place.
All I can say is that it's tough. Exciting but tough.
And I'm really glad you're in such a good place yourself. That will go a long way, you know?
Hugs,
Bets
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
