I Came Home From Work to Find Six of My Husband’s Relatives Waiting for Dinner

built carefully over years and given away piece by piece in the belief that love required it.

It does not. Love worth keeping does not ask for the thing you are. It works around the thing you are. It learns its way through the space you occupy without rearranging you to fit.

I am learning again to occupy my own space without apology.

The door has my name continue reading …