And, there was change. Big, upsetting change. The kind that gives you a knot in your stomach that won't go away and keeps you up at night, wondering how things could have gone so horribly wrong.
Our au pair from France got on a plane to go home Tuesday morning after just 7 weeks. And in the process, our lives were turned topsy turvy. The days leading up to her departure were tense and awkward and filled with anger and disappointment.
And then a lovely young lady from Seattle entered our lives. And made our children giggle again. And giggled at them for their silliness. And drew big funny sharks on pieces of construction paper. And took them down the street to her grandparents' pool. And made me sigh with relief.
And then I realized everything would be okay.
So, here's to silliness. And happiness. And family, of course.
