After this, I went home and had a small melt down. I had been hoping someone would be with me for the move in. By now I felt overwhelmed by the ongoing dramatic moments with my father. I was worried that it would show up at the move and I'd have both my parents to deal with.
But the light bulb finally went off for me that neither of my family members, husband or son, could come. I'd known for at least several days they both were tied up the next morning, but somehow that had not connected with the move in.
I had a minor crying fit, but came to terms with the situation.
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