Dragon Boat Festival in China means a day off - the last before the school year ends. After several weeks of abnormal intensity, this small reprieve was a sincere blessing, but it came with a small cost: the beginning of many hard goodbyes.

Auntie Bekah offered to steal our kiddos for the day, for one last cupcake cooking session, allowing Josey and I some time to talk (finally!), map out the coming week, and sneak in one last tattoo (Josey this time, not me).

Our kids made cupcakes . . . with poop. Because when you're with Aunt Bekah, what else would one do?

That night, we met one of our early and good friends, Clare, for dinner. Josey and her share an adventurous spirit, and she will be missed.

Tuesday was a good day, but it was also the deep inhale before the dive. And I'm not sure if I'm quite ready for it.

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