Well, it's over now. They left this morning. D11 and I are camped out on the couch watching movies. The need to cry comes and goes, more so when I let myself think. Most of this just doesn't feel real yet. It feels like I'm just home with a sick kid and he's at work, he'll be home later. I don't know when it will all hit me. I'm not looking forward to it.
Things will be okay. I know they will. Right now the world just doesn't feel right. It feels very off right now. I never thought I would miss him this much already.
