They Thought My Beach House Was Foreclosed—I Let Them Believe It

Honestly. Without asking me to pretend the past didn’t happen. That’s the cost of admission.”

We’re still figuring it out.

The rest of them became like distant weather systems. I could see them on the horizon if I looked, but they no longer dictated my tides.

Sometimes, when the sky is clear and the water calm, I stand at the edge of my deck and think continue reading …