After willing myself to sleep at midnight, feeling so torn about leaving our babes, I was awakened by 2 little feet urgently pattering down the stairs at 1:30 am. Cade jumped into bed with me crying, "I don't want you to leave."
Heartbreak.
I got him back to sleep in his bed, and Lance & I spent our last few bleary eyed moments at home actually debating if we should call this whole thing off.
We pressed on, only to be met by a delayed flight crew in Louisville...who probably partied too late last night on 4th Street.
A rough start. In the air now en route to Dallas. Oh, how I hope we make this (tight) connection....along with our luggage.
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