The countdown has begun.
We have 8 or 9 weeks left to live here.
About 60 days.
Just thinking about it brings an enormous lump into my throat and my eyes are filled with salty tears that won't stop dripping.
We will gain so much.
Our family of five will be whole again.
Yet we will lose so much as well.
The family we have built here-our neighbors, our friends, our lives over the last six and a half years.
We will be left with a gaping hole.
It will be bittersweet.
I am more than ready to be together again.
I don't know if I will ever be ready to say goodbye.