I don't have much time, but I thought I should let you know that I'm OK. Day one stunk, big time. Day two, I decided it's best if I stay busy and try not to think too much about the changes that I don't like. Since then, it's been a bit better. A lot better, really. We'll be fine. I still believe this was, and is, the best thing for my family, and I just keep focusing on that.
Tomorrow we'll go to church for the first time, at 8:30 in the morning. What? Who decided that? Good grief, people.
All is well, all is well.