We got 'er done.
At least I think so.
I'm exhausted, still, from yesterday. Couldn't go back to sleep just before 4 o'clock that morning and thought I'd make a batch of granola and baked tofu for my girl to take with her. Good thing we loaded the van the night before.
Here's where I'm at today:
Learning that there's truly no place like home.
Learning that big kids, adult kids, all of us need our moms.
Learning what it means to love. It's...
The sacrifice of time and energy and money. The never ending service. The feeding. The being there. The getting stuff. The picking up. The taking there. The listening. The supporting. The trusting. The hugging. The tears.
It's even the letting go.