Last day in Miami

Today is the day that my husband finally gets to drive away from Miami. For so many weeks, I've wanted him to come home, but this is not the way I wanted it to happen. It's very bittersweet. I feel guilty for wanting to go home, but there isn't any reason for us to be here right now. We need to go home, we need to start figuring out what the new normal is.

Before we headed out, I photographed some of the lovely flowers that have found their way into my parents house since the funeral.