When I was a young woman who wanted to have a baby, I never considered the end result. One day your babies leave. Or if you're me, two leave in one week. With Meredith moving out this weekend and Miranda getting married next week, I'm feeling nearly depleted.
I have cried and cried.
I never thought I wouldn't look forward to my daughter getting married. I thought that was supposed to be a happy, joyful time. I only hope to get through it.
I know Mere needs to be on her own. I know it in my head. My heart is another story.
My heart, torn in two, then torn in two again.
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