| Abigail had the hardest time. She did much better than anticipated on Big Pack Day. On Big Move Day, she refused to go into either house, and went to Alicia's house for a few hours. Alicia dropped her off and she came in and enjoyed touring, but as bed time approached, she wanted to go back to the Ward house. So she came with me to pick up a few more things and do some cleaning. It was cathartic. She walked through each room crying at the top of her lungs, describing what she loved about that room, what memories she had. Like roasting hotdogs in the fire place in the playroom, or running though the halls, or dressing all together in our closet. She had to kiss several rooms. We even left singing a song, "Farewell" We came home, and she went to bed, and has not looked back. |
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