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Space
“Remember, I have a big house with a lot of room. You'd have your own room and plenty of space. You're both welcome anytime.” It has felt as though I have a bottleneck of thoughts and emotio...
The Nightmare
I had a nightmare that my husband's mother, without knocking, came into the bedroom we're currently staying in at her house. My husband and I were laying on the bed together and she waltzed ...
The Fridge
The first time our groceries were lined up in the back of the fridge, I didn't think anything of it. It's normal to rearrange food items on shelves when new groceries are bought, leftove...
Why We're Here
Lack of composure can make for a lack of eloquence and such may be the case here.After a night of fevered tossing and turning, my husband fainted in the bathroom as he tried to get ready to ...
We're Still Here...
This is where I come to breathe. After moving back to the U.S., my husband and I ended up living with his mother — and it’s been… a lot. These entries are me sorting through the frustratio...
Book Description
A collection of entries chronicling the messy, quiet work of rebuilding independence after returning from abroad. Written from the middle of it all — living under someone else’s roof, finding footing again, and trying to remember what it feels like to live life on our own terms.
