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January 25, 2015

Processed with VSCOcam with c3 preset Photo Jan 25, 8 39 59 PMGrandma Betsy and Grandpa Dan have been BEGGING us to have a sleepover with Ivy. This weekend, we took full advantage of that kind request. John and I left Ivy with Grandma and Grandpa and headed out on a short vacay to the Black Hills for the weekend. The best way to recap is Taylor Swift’s song “22,” which I sang to myself more than once (don’t make fun, she’s the ish).

“We’re happy, free, confused, and lonely in the best way,

It’s miserable and magical…

I don’t know about you,

But I’m feeling 22.”

That about sums up how it was for the weekend without her. Happy, free, confused, and lonely in the best way. Not having to watch every move she makes and what she’s getting into. Not having to surround my day with her naptime. Not having to worry about her AT ALL. Feeling free and selfish. Getting some QT with John. Feeling 22…

On the other hand, I was TOTALLY missing my little sidekick that I absolutely adore. Not getting to read her her favorite books at nighttime. Not getting to kiss her goodnight and good morning. Not getting to hear her little laughs and see her heart-melting smile. It was all hard.

Miserable and magical at the same time.

Damn you’re good Taylor… you’re good.

But I’ll go back to my 30 year old life now. I’ll go read my sweetie her favorite book, kiss her goodnight, and give her a big huge hug. I like my 30 year old life.

“22,” was good while it lasted…Farewell, farewell.

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