I’m officially calling this week over. Or does Sunday start a new week? I’ve never been 100% sure how that goes. At any rate, I’m emotionally exhausted and my introvert desperately needs time alone. As much as I love my family and was grateful to go through this week with them, it’s good to be back in my own house. At first it seemed selfish of me, wanting some normalcy, but I think it’s necessary, and human, to desire what seems normal to us. It doesn’t mean I won’t have future moments of grief, but I’m thankful for the life I have, for it really does pass by quickly.