Behind Door #3

It’s been five days, and I still wake up every morning feeling like I am in a dream Airbnb (ignoring all of the boxes, of course).


smack in the heart

Today, it finally happened. All of the nerves, excitement, sadness, and general sense of being overwhelmed hit my 7-year-old son smack in the heart. It came out of no where. 5 minutes into on our daily walk to school, he looked up to me and my husband and said, “I feel like crying, but I don’t know why.” And then the tears came and would not stop.