The first load is in the trailer. We're looking at at least three trips to move everything. Appliances are on order, and will be delivered after I get there.
Moving breaks my heart. I don't want to leave. I don't want a divorce. I don't want the end of this marriage.
I'm scared of being alone.
I'm grateful for what was. I had magic for awhile. I had the privilege of being a grandma. I travelled. Did and saw several things on the top of my bucket list. I received more flowers in the past few years than in my entire life. I was loved.
How I will miss this home, the love that was here.
We've talked, we've remembered, we've cried.
Only two more nights here, and then I will be in a new home. I'm not ready.
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