Today, my dear Jessica and I got into an argument after we were unable to make a decision about our dear Ella. She wants us to uproot our lives and abandon the house my family has been living in since my great-grandfather built it and move hundreds of miles away to a big city for a new job. She says it's because there's a great hospital there for our daughter, but I know she hates her current job. There was yelling in our disagreement, I confess. I'm writing this as I walk on the sidewalk down to the convenience store, I need to clear my head.
