My Family Tried to Move Into My Mountain House Without Asking

by my willingness to contain it.

I washed my plate and went to bed and slept through the night without waking once.

In the weeks that followed, I did the small, deliberate work of reclaiming a life that had been in defensive posture for too long. I painted the spare room, hung pictures that had been leaning against walls for months, planted the lavender continue reading …