By the light of the silvery moon
I woke this morning at 3am after a pretty rough day yesterday. Tatjana left for Boston and as has become the norm around here, Tin went into an utter meltdown. A friend suggested he might be suffering from separation anxiety having experienced it as an infant. It gave me pause. Because the way I was reading it is my partner’s gone, time to myself, and then WHAM BAM, I’ve got a child who went from…