It’s all over. It’s complete. C’est finis. I had to keep busy or else I would have cried for most of the afternoon. So I didn’t sit still. I focused on the stuff I had to do and on the long drive ahead and being able to see J is just 2 more weeks. I had a few moments where I had to turn my back and my throat was blocked by a frog while my eyes welled up. I did better than I thought I was going to do though for sure. I didn’t make a scene and I held it together until I was alone in my car…