It feels like I am falling.
And I cannot seem to get back up.
But I've made my decision to stop work and all I have to do is survive the next two weeks.
Unfortunately it will be a very tough two weeks.
Two weeks of hand overs and finger pointing.
I can handle it.
What I love most of all is the idea of being there for my children one of these days, sharing the ordinary moments.
My parents arrive today for a visit - I cannot wait to meet them at the airport.
Have a great weekend!