Because my boss is the most wonderful human being in the world, he let me go home two days early. In a quick last-minute decision I sprung for a flight home Wednesday morning.
Coming home early was a good decision. Especially after Matt's death, this extra time with my family was exactly what I needed.
These days have been even better than I imagined them to be, and I couldn't be happier.
Little House in Chicago
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