A Bitter Sweet Goodbye
>> Monday, May 11, 2009
We spent the weekend packing.
Zoe was not much help.
Zoe was not much help.
It's kind of like the feeling you have when you realize your wedding is over. You've dreamed about it since you were a little girl and then you blink and it's over.
At least I get to keep Mr. Sabbe as a parting prize.