It’s important to me that people see the not-so-good stuff on my journey over here. Yes, this trip is super cool. But it comes with costs and I will not pretend otherwise.
Yesterday I had a glow from two exciting professional developments, more friends than time, and a full heart. Now I found myself doing my best to stay busy, alone in a big city, and trying not to cry.
One of our bunnies is sick. Daniel is the best bunny dad there is and Nick Furry is in excellent hands at the vet. So even if I was home there would be nothing I could do. Except support Daniel. Which is nothing to sneeze at.
Instead I sit here distracting myself unsuccessfully with Outlander episodes thanks to Netflix. It’s going to be a long night and I likely won’t sleep much.
Guilt, fear, and loneliness are a potent mix. This part sucks.