Last week we were leaving... sometime, maybe Saturday or Sunday… or Monday.. or Wednesday… Today is Friday… we are still here. This time we have moved back to the boat, all our belongings are back into place. It happens after a month of comfort provided by a house and the people we love and love us. It is getting harder and harder to keep going, but I know that once we are moving, everything will be all right and the light will shine through the windows. I spent several hours stowing away our belongings, it appeared that we have more than before; more shells, more toys, more books, more food, more stories, more pictures…, but unfortunately, no more money.