After the Fire

I don't feel like I'm walking into a home, let alone my home. I try to keep my breathing steady, but I keep faltering. A month today. January still finds ways to prove it’s the bleakest month of the year. I feel like an intruder. The banner of a blue and white police tape surrounds... Continue Reading →

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