We all need some time to ourselves, and by early May, I was at a point that it was no longer a nice wish, but a need. My grandmother passed away in April, and the weeks that followed were so much more difficult than I could have ever imagined. By the end of April, I told my husband, “I know we need some time for us, but I need time for me.” My husband knew how difficult Gran’s passing was, so he said, “Go.”

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