We are taking things so incredibly slow that it almost feels like we are walking backwards. But it is good. Jon texts me every morning now, just to say hi. No pressure, no expectations. I am trying to keep my anxiety in check and just let it be what it is. Work has been crazy, the 9-year-old lost his math book again, and my favorite 60s boots need to be resoled. Life is just normal, chaotic garbage, but having this open line of communication with him again takes this huge weight off my chest. I didn’t realize how much I was holding my breath.

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