I remain completely overwhelmed. It's not surprising or interesting, but it's true.
Ultimately, I think we're moving in the right direction for our family, but maybe leaving the way we did--so quickly--was a mistake. We need to find our groove here and move on because right now every day is about what we're missing instead of what we've gained.
This afternoon when everything was imploding, I steered the car to the beach and the (vaguely) salty air and the water redeemed us all. I was glad we were there--that we're here. Now, how to create the mood when we're not covered in sand.