Is change a choice?
Or is it the only constant in life?
I've got a husband who has ants in his pants. He cannot sit still. I, on the other hand vainly grasp on anything I can hold on to.
Not this time.
This time, both my husband and I seem equally excited to embark on a new adventure. To uproot our family, rent out our home and chase our dreams.
Let's see how that works out for
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