I enjoyed nights spent with Connor, never having to spend days apart was wonderful. It amazed me how quickly my life felt complete with only him. Though it was Saturday morning Conner had already left the house. He had a few errands to run and was stopping to see his father. Though his condition was stable, his last episode had deteriorated his condition further. I spent Saturday morning unpacking a few boxes in the office. Connor had one of the bedrooms converted to a fully functioning office, both for him and myself. It was wonderful to have the space to spread out things we needed. Putting books on the bookshelf, I was interrupted by my phone. "Hey Ma, how are you?" "Well I am just fine. How are you?" It had been awhile since I had seen my mother and it was actually comforting to hear her voice. "I'm good.
