We're moving in a month and that is stirring up all kinds of stuff. Today I was triggered by H's "ugh" feelings about cleaning and packing (we've been in this house for 30 years, raised 4 kids and man do we have a lot of stuff!) He told me that he wasn't expecting my four year old alter to come down the steps. T1 is seeing me 3 times/week thru the end of the month, which I love, but even that isn't keeping me present. Sigh.