6 weeks

What a slow afternoon. I thought packing the house up and getting ready to move was supposed to make the time fly by, but I guess not.

I sorted out my husband's dresser today, and although it kind of made me sad, it was also nice because I knew that he will be coming back to wear all the clothes that he left behind. I even packed some to put in a suitcase to take with me so that we don't have to go digging in storage when he gets back. In a way, I felt like I was preparing for his return, and it felt nice.

I have also been thinking about the next 6 weeks and how it will probably be difficult, considering I am ready for a change for a while. Even though there are people here whom I love and appreciate more than they could know and who I know I can depend on for anything, it is just not the same without Glenn, and like I have said before, it does not really feel like home anymore without him here. Straight up, it is just hard to be without your other half. Going to NJ will hopefully feel a little like a vacation, and I could sure use one right now.

As much as I want to go, I know that being here for the next 6 weeks is important. I know that when I finally get to where I am going, I will look at my precious 3rd-born sons face, with his repaired cleft lip, and know that it was all worth it and know that I wouldn't have done anything different.

Anyway, back to packing. Hopefully the time wiil go by a little faster this time