After moving in 2014, my husband was offered an opportunity to work for a coach he had long admired, so we moved again in 2015. When that coach’s contract wasn’t renewed just months after we arrived, we moved again, temporarily returning to the house we had been unable to sell while my husband continued his job search. Three months later, when he was hired as an analyst at a school in another state, we made plans to move once more. Three moves, three different states in a span of just eleven months. My heart felt shut down. I couldn’t handle all the feelings.
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