Tonight, half of my family is on a plane, headed back to NYC. They've taken half of my heart with them. It hurts. So, so much.
I am so happy for them to be going home where they truly belong. This is what it's all about. This is the goal we all had. This is part of the process. We knew this day would come. And yet, it doesn't make it any easier.
Tomorrow is a new day. I will wake up and do my very best to remember what life is like without being able to hold those precious babies every day. Without spending time with two amazing men who are such a huge part of my life now.
But tonight...I will cry. Tears of sadness. Tears of joy.
Let the next segment of this journey commence!