I make mistakes. I misjudge people, situations and emotions.
I am a worrier. I worry a lot. Some may say to the point of obsessive compulsive worrying (ocd?).
But I am also brave, kind, loving and gentle.
Smart, funny, hopeful and positive.
And I believe in second chances.
Maybe even third.
And so, this Saturday, the father of my children will be moving out to California.
And we will try to be a family.
Wish us luck and love!
Mom and Dad in California