I walked out from home with the weight of the world on my shoulders. The future is overwhelmingly uncertain.

[i]9am.[/i]

I hit rock bottom. I have to leave S1 and suddenly I feel very alone in a very big wide world.

[i]11.10am[/i]

I needn’t have worried. Slowly but surely the bits of great news I was desperately hoping for came in.

[i]2.24pm[/i]

Each tidbit of information in isolation would on any other day have been a massive bit of news. Combined, they all blur into a mix of emotions.

But still I wait for S1 to come back.

[i]4.30pm[/i]

And then a smile appears around the corner. More good news.

[i]5pm[/i]

The weight has gone from my sholders. There is no more contingency plans, worrying or stress. It’s been a day of closure, and now we can move onto the rest of our lives.

I walk back in our front door.

[i]9pm[/i]

I can hardly keep my eyes open, the day has taken it’s toll.

I have a feeling that few days in our life will be as life changing as this one.

The future looks full of amazing potential.