The Baggage We Carry One week before we embarked on our move to Portugal, I was diagnosed with Autism Level 1, ADHD, Mild OCD, and Complex PTSD. If you read my last post, add al that to the baggage I was sprinting with. Perhaps better described as the triathlon I ran while carrying the house.…
The Sprint at Logan
It all finally hit me as we were running with our carry-ons through Logan. We were moving to Portugal. We were leaving the United States and most everyone we know and love. We sold our home. We sold nearly all our belongings. We lived in a camper—the four of us, our two dogs, and the…