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The Honeymoon is Bliss
My life got increasingly more hectic as I prepared everyone for the move. Jax talked to his kids first, then I sat my children down and talked to them. My children were extremely unhappy about moving. They had moved enough while we were in the military, and now I was forcing them to move again. They tried to be understanding of everything, but their disappointment was written all over their faces. My eldest child took it the worse. Levi did not understand why Jax and his children could not move in with us. I was at a loss as to how to explain to the children what an eviction was, or why we were being evicted.
On top of the stress of dealing with the children, I also needed to take a few days off work. It was incredibly stressful thinking about the fact that I only had ten days to completely pack up and move an entire house. Jax was being as helpful as he could be, but he had to work as well. I was on a serious time crunch. My depression was
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