Grandma got sick about a month before the end of the school year. I am a speech language pathologist in the schools and suddenly, the job I’ve always loved with a passion felt small. I kept feeling this pressure inside of me and the urge to cry. Every bit of me wanted to be with grandma and Matt and I wanted my girls to have their daddy back.
Matt and I were confident in the decision for us to join him and Megan for the summer. Surely this wouldn’t endure past another 6 weeks. We figured that we would all end up flying home together. Plenty of others thought we were crazy.
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