Some of our homeschooling friends wanted to give us a proper send off before we move to Florida next week. I thought that was very sweet and knew it would mean so much to my kids. The girls swam for most of the time while the boys were in and out of the pool, playing video games, or running around with weapons somewhere. All the moms sat and talked. I still find it very surreal that I’m actually leaving this place. So much so that I haven’t even been sad. And after days like today, I just refuse to believe it. Our friendships are too meaningful. Our roots are too deep. Our lives too invested. I haven’t even left yet and all I want to do is come back.
