These are tentative steps, her first away from us; away from home. We spend a few hours moving in, exploring every nook and cranny, sharing her joy and excitement.
But when the time comes for us leave... All that freedom becomes harder to bear. We walk away through tears and it's hard but we know it'll pass. A week from now, when we come back, she'll barely say hello — too busy with her newfound friends.
Letting go is the toughest necessary thing we do.