The cat's out of the bag, and other such things

So much is going on....the cat is out of the bag....and my head is spinning. The kids took it about as well as I imagined about our impending move. Zack was crushed. Taylor was ambivalent at the time. Now I think the weight of all the changes is having a negative affect on her. She seems to be regressing back to when my inlaws first split up. My father in law has been pretty much mia, showing up only when it's convenient to him. She went through a period of acting out at school. This time she is super clingy and doesn't want me out of her sight. Now she's getting hit with more changes...bigger changes. I know how she's feeling. I just wish I could help her a little more. I do my best to reassure her, however it doesn't always work. One step at a time, right?

Today is hubby going away lunch. I was supposed to be there. Mother Nature seemed to have other plans for me. I got all the way down there and turned around and came back. The roads were getting bad, and I didn't want to wait around for them to get worse. Fear is a horrible thing. I'm sure I could have managed, but my fear got the best of me. I was scared of getting stuck either there where the lunch was or on the interstate, or worse in a wreck. I'm such a negative Nancy. I cried all the way home. The weight of knowing he's leaving in 5 days, plus the weather, plus the state our house is in, just all came crashing down. And I really wanted to be there. It's time to put my big girl panties on and deal.