It's still good. Everything is still good. More than that, it's kinda amazing.
I'm leaving my children behind in this little town I brought them to and moving back to my home town. I found a place. It's small and so lovely.... . So lovely, that I'm more excited than I am sad that I am leaving my babies back in this small town (albeit, grown babies and with their father).
I should have trusted my manifesting all along... it brought to me a perfect home.
It really is about me now. Holy fuck. For however long, it is about me now: living, loving, laughing, and probably crying from time to time. Amazing. Fucking amazing.
I can't even begin to tell you how today, just today, my whatever it is with the Greek, is... breath takingly lovely. More lovely than I could have imagined. It's blessed. It is... charmed.
I am charmed, and I love it.
If I had known that this was a possibility at this age, this time, whell.... fuck. I don't know what I would have done.
I would have raced here.
My heart is full - of blooming flowers.
Thank you, Universe. Thhhhaaaaaaannnnnkkkkkk yyyyooooouuuuuuu.