Today I said goodbye to my husband for the 3rd time since he moved to Orlando. He did not want to leave; in fact, he procrastinated until 9pm and now he's on his way there in the middle of the night. Hopefully, I'll hear more about my future and when will I be moving by the end of this week. Wish me luck.

That way, the goodbyes will be minimal and less painful.


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