After D-man left on Friday evening, the next time we saw him was 48 hours later (with minimal contact during that time and no minivan available for our use).
I know this is what is “supposed” to happen. It’s still hard. We never went through the angry teenage stage and I would much rather have this kind of separation. But it is still hard. I reminded myself that I can’t control the situation, but I can control how I react to it and that is where I focused my energy (and getting moral support from friends on Saturday night).
When we finally got to spend time together it was great. The boys had time together. We made pizza. We played pool. We made the most of our time together. And for that, I am thankful.
Playing with Snapchat filters - lots of laughs
Drinking some clear mind kombucha - hahaha
Firing up the pizza oven
Blessed indeed
Pool time
All together
3D printing
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