Jack and Emma upstairs watching a movie and me in office packing for trip. 

Their excitement is about the same as Mom and Dad’s, who have been hungering for this trip for nearly a decade.  What obstructed before is. no longer.

No Happiness Sentence written and then I just did.  LOVE, what instructs and Composes what we wish for or whatever we see as distant and unattainable.


Getting tired.  Me here tomorrow with Emma and Henry. Not sure how it’s going to develop.  Another single dad test I guess.  It’ll be fine, and it’s not a test.  Why do I see it that way…?