This move feels different. This apartment was never part of the dream. The dream was a family, a big home, and a life that looked a little different than the one I ended up building. But somehow, this little home became the backdrop to the most transformative 2.5 years of my life. There has been so much heartache. So much growth. Newfound success, plenty of failure, lessons I never asked for, and more love than I could have ever imagined. It’s been me and my boy, figuring it out as we go. And now… it’s time for the next chapter. A new side of town. A new home. Liam starting preschool. A new routine. And a little more distance from the aunts who have been such a huge part of helping us get through these last two years. So no, it’s not just another move. I’m saying goodbye to the home that held some of our hardest days, our sweetest memories, and the beginning of the life I’m still building. I’m not exactly where I thought I’d be by now. But I know I’m not staying here either. J...