breathe

Today I am doing much better. My mom put me back together and did everything she could to make this transition easier. And never once has she reminded me that I brought this upon myself nor has she given me the "this is a such a great opportunity!" speech, which I greatly appreciate. We met with Florence, my contact at Les Petits Freres, where I'll be working starting tomorrow (!), and she was very nice and I think I'll be just fine here.

And maybe there's a chance I could leave a week early.

And maybe I'd be totally okay with that.

:P