It's been a week. A week. A week.
I wasn't so sure I'd make it through that first day.
And now it's been 7.
Are you sensing my air of disbelief? Good.
I thought those first days would never end. Between all the decisions we had to make so quickly, and the mental fog that followed, it seemed there would never be a "normal" day again.
And here it is, a week later, and there is starting to be some semblance of normal.
But even with the normal, I doubt things will ever be the same.