Our second day without Aaron has begun. Not trying to be melodramatic, but it's... a big deal.
I talked to him last night - he was laying down in his backseat nest, parked at a rest stop somewhere in southern Iowa. He said the weather was fine, just really cold. He asked if I was sure that I didn't want to move up to Iowa with him. It took everything within me not to say, "Yes! Turn around! Come get us!" Gotta listen to my head, not my heart, on this one. If we moved up there and chicken farming didn't work out, we'd be stuck.
I actually have a lot to do today, luckily. Keep myself distracted.