Escape

I need to escape. It's been a tough week. I found out a couple of days ago that the teacher Kayla was supposed to have next year passed away last week. She was 36 and to say it was a shock is a gross understatement. It makes me want to grab Glenn and the kids and just run away somewhere. I know that doesn't fix anything and all the work and stuff that overwhelms us daily will still be here when we returned, but it's a nice thought, right?

I'd love to go back to Paris. I love it there. So much history. It's funny because Kayla has never really asked to go to Disneyland, but she's asked several times to go to Paris. I do hope I can take her one day.

Until then, I'll just have to escape through crafting.