We are moving.
The boys and I.
It’s good and it’s sad.
We are moving to a better neighbourhood and to what is supposedly a really good special needs program.
I have a good job opportunity. A promotion of sorts.
We will no longer be a single parent/income family.
Ace is sad about leaving his school friends and having to make new ones. Understandable.
CC will now be 4 hours away from the boys.
That’s tough all around.
But on him especially and I get it totally.
I have promised to do my part to enable and foster an ongoing and healthy relationship between them all.
I mean it.
That does not make it any easier.
There is still a lot to do and a lot to put in place.
I am a swirl of emotions.
I am overwhelmed.
I embrace some of the changes.
I am nervous about some of the changes.
It is not an easy thing to make decisions that affect multiple peoples lives in a big way.
It is heavy stuff.
I pray that this all goes well.
I feel drawn to and I’m leaning on my faith harder than I have in a LONG time.