My-girl-T has gone back to Winnipeg with the little miss and the little fella.
But she gets it now. She has support here, we're all here for her. She feels loved again. And she sees that when she comes back, life will be better.
The little miss said "I'm sorry to be going now". T and I tried not to cry and I blew lots of kisses as they pulled away.
And having this time with the kids has been exhausting, but we needed it to remind ourselves that we are family, and what's a little lost sleep to make that happen?