I couldn’t stay.
Everything was unloaded at my parents house and I had Hamilton in tow. Dillon was getting ready to leave but I just couldn’t let him go. Being back in my childhood room didn’t bring me comfort but actual anxiety. I’m not sure when that stopped being my home but somewhere during the last 3 years it happened.
Dillon is my family now, and that old saying is true. Home is where the heart is. I’m so thankful for my future husband and friend.