Hoping that this is my last weekend without my husband.
I should be doing this or that, but I mostly feel like watching the time pass, and counting how much closer we are to the end.
You would think four kids + the holidays would keep me busier than ever, but my heart is mostly in this homecoming.
Pressing forward.
Literally one hour at a time.
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