As we drove away today…after everything was packed, the planning was done and we kissed the cats for the last time…and I saw our house in the rear view mirror I felt a sense of weightlessness. I get it every time we leave. Every time. Even as Henna gets older and I feel a sense of guilt that she might miss something, once we are gone all that worry melts away. Worry, worry. Too much worry. Life must be lived today as tomorrow is no guarantee. So as we headed north toward our first layover, we decided to stop over at Paisley Park and pay our respects to the dearly beloved Prince. Even the sky was heavy, as if it wanted to cry from the loss. Yes, life must be lived fully.
Fare thee well for tonight. Hope everyone is safe from the storms.