It's so weird. The new au pair for my family moved in past Friday. I've been living in the guestroom since. But today, I'm moving out. How crazy is that? I feel good about it but in the same time I almost can't hold my tears away. I'll miss it so much. My kids, who feels like my little brother and sister. But I'm happy about this year, for my experiences, all I learned, all the trips I did and that I met those friends. I couldn't have made it without them. Now for two weeks I'll try to spend even more time with them because it's the last time toghter before I'll move to the west coast.
