The countdown is on for paralegal school and the end of the boys' school. Matthew is working every day but today, next Sunday and the day he leaves :/ I could be remembering wrong, but I think I have more anxiety about him going this time than last time. Perhaps because the hardness is more tangible with experience. Perhaps I feel more alone right now because my spiritual habits are seriously lacking. Perhaps because I don't have the network I had in San Antonio to fall back on. Perhaps all of the above. I am sure we will be just fine and it will work for our good, but I dread it at the same time.