I got tired of the old look of the blog. Very tired, as evidenced by the drastic change. We'll see if this sticks or not; the background at the moment is a picture of Lilly.
And now for dropping a bomb: this coming week is V's last week with Essie and Anne. We found out Thursday. In brief, it's nothing she/we did, the girls' mom has been crying a lot, we've been crying a lot. We don't really know what's coming, but I'm not worried about the job/income side. These things always happen, and we always get through. The emotional side has been rough, rough, rough on all of us, though. We lost two of our little girls.
I'd been waiting to write about it until I could write a more full-length essay getting into my feelings, which I finally did this afternoon. That cleansed. Good wishes and prayers for V this week, though, please; the sense of loss is strong.