Home.
We are here. Here in a place where I stand tall,where I can be strong and love someone who is strong, where I can walk in the bright sunlight and not be afraid, where I can stretch and breathe and grow and be. We are exhausted, but cheerful and motivated. We have good friends who love us. We have an amazing friend who made the mattress happen for us today so we didn't have to sleep on the floor a second night. That amazing friend comes back tomorrow with equally amazing folks who make up an elite moving and unpacking force. Life is good, people are generally pretty freaking awesome, and the universe is conspiring to shower us with blessings.
Hell yeah and hallelujah. It's good to be home.