and it's not so kosher. It's not necessarily on our own terms, but it's happening. I've had a little while to think about it, and while I don't like the idea of it I do like what it's doing to my family. It's almost as if every box we pack is one less thing to worry about, one more bad emotion to leave behind in this house that really doesn't feel like home any more.
It also helps that the few people I call my best are brilliant, and they are keeping me throughly entertained- therefore not thinking about any little sadness I have in leaving the place I've lived in all of my life. Well, minus the last year, but I always knew it was there.
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