I’m back at Penn Station, waiting for the train to Richmond. It was a nice time visiting with Laurel for a bit. Any chance I can see my kids I want to take. It’s still hard living so far away from everyone. While I continue to build my life, encouraging growth and understanding, I can’t deny the intensity of all that’s transpired over the years. And sometimes, I just end up tired, sad and confused. Maybe that’s just normal…or at least normal for me. I look forward to being home again, picking up Avery and checking on the garden (fingers crossed it has remained and safe and relatively unscathed during my absence).