The packers will be here in a few hours. This past weekend, while the rest of the country celebrated our Nation’s independence, Dave and I worked on our breaking away from our life here in Virginia Beach.
The eating and goodbyes continued.
I told someone yesterday that is move is kind of like a pregnancy. There has been the waiting and anticipation of new life, and now we’re entering labor. It’s going to be a long haul, hurt like hell and then the new life will begin.
Well, at least there won’t be the interruptions of crying during the night. At least I hope not.