That's what I keep reminding myself to do. Breathe. It's going to be ok. Really.
I held my breath this morning as I watched Aaron hold both girls in his arms, tears streaming down his face. I was afraid that if I dared to let myself take that full breath, I might just lose it. It might all be real. Watching his Jeep pull away from the house, packed full of items to begin a new life, I found that I still wasn't letting myself believe. But as I sit here alone tonight with my babies tucked in bed and the house quiet, I've taken that deep breath and realized that it's real. It's very real.
Aaron moved to Washington today.
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