Another week, another suitcase. Hopefully this trip will be as successful as the last one.
Ben doesn't know I'm here.
Every weekend families are encouraged to come and participate in workshops and activities and therapies and so yeah, here I am.
Ben expressly said he did not want me here. Not sure if he did that to protect himself in case I wasn't planning on coming anyway or if he's going to be really unimpressed to see me. It could go either way but frankly I really really want to see him so I don't care.
Wish me luck. Tomorrow at six in the morning (breakfast) will either be amazing or terrible. I hope it's amazing.
