Home and back… to home?

A trip is something you take with your kids. A vacation is something you go on without them. This past week I crossed six time zones, twice, in a matter of five days. Thank goodness it was a vacation and not a trip. I might not have survived. I think I’ve been conditioned and spoiled…

The Trip Home…and Back

I have a Christmas post coming so that I can remember our first Christmas away but I know that you’re all waiting on the chaos that ensued on our travels with our two little darlings so we’ll do things out of order. Our travels began with a 4:15 wake up call for the kiddos and…

Six Months In

When you first meet someone as an adult, your brain tries to tie in this new person to existing brain schema. That’s why new people you meet so easily remind you of others you know or have seen. You find yourself turning to a mutual friend and asking, “Doesn’t so and so remind you of…”…

My heart hurts

I’m alone at the moment. It might be the first time that I’ve been totally alone since Brett came home. I was/am so excited to have him home but his return meant that our move is imminent -this dark, looming hole that I cannot see the bottom of. For the longest time it’s just been…

Visas and Flights

Shit is getting real.  We spent a mere 2.5 hours in the visa office yesterday. Thank goodness Brett is finally home. I don’t know what I would have done without man-on-man coverage. Monkey See and Monkey Do were running around the hot office like caged animals that had their first taste of freedom. It is…