Rough

Today is a rough day. My daughter will be coming over for the first time since I told her I was moving. I keep thinking I made this choice when really I had no option. One way or the other I have to give up this house. The cost is crushing me. All the other intangibles, new perspective, starting over are justifications for me to accept the situation. I am happy for the change. I believe it will benefit everyone. But giving something up always hurts