Window...

This week the boy and I moved.

It was exhausting, physically and emotionally.

I moved further from my hometown than I have ever before. 

 We moved away from city lights and busy cafes, noisy streets 
and many… many friends.

In part I am very sad.

I feel lost, and alone.

But I also have this budding joy because this is me – the boy and me - stepping out into the world.

This town is our new home…

here we will make new friends and find new cafes and fill our home with love.

And besides… 

This is the view from my kitchen window.