And just like that.. i packed 15 years of my life into 6 suitcases and left LA, my home, all my friends that became family.. and all my favorite memories ( some really heavy painful ones too ) and I’m finally ready to embark on this new journey. Feels like I’m getting a new lease on life. It’s both terrifying and exciting. I grabbed my best buddy by the hand and we flew off to Paris.. I cried so many tears all week.. and Indigo kept telling me “you need to be brave mommy, like me !” And.. that’s really all i need to hear to feel better.. So we’ve been holding each other so tight and telling each other “ i love you” a million times a day.. and.. i keep reminding myself that transitions are hard, not knowing is hard, starting over is hard, moving is hard, single momming is hard.. but.... Baby steps.. here we are.. I obviously still can’t process and I’m way way emotional about it. Although the move has been a long time coming and a dreadfully long horrid process, i still can’t believe i won and i can finally be free. Phew.. now i just have to keep reminding myself to breathe. I’m gonna need a lot of hugging. And a lot of FaceTime calls.. 😭 i miss my friends so much already ! 😭💔