So that’s the scoop.
My mom left the house yesterday morning. Moving truck and all. Her room is now empty and the house feels much better.
I feel happier. I have my son back.
It is a good feeling, with small pocketfuls of clouds.
Rearranged a lot of the house today. I don’t feel bad about it.
It looks and feels better.
This is okay, this is going to be okay.