In the late 90s our family moved to the US from England. My husband and I were in our early thirties. We made it up to moving day with our sanity hanging on by a thread. Accompanying us to the States was our active two year old and two very British, rescue kitties, Bubble and Squeak. I was also pregnant with our second child.
“Where is Santa Clara exactly?” I remember asking my husband a few weeks earlier, as he explained with Continue reading