At The Signing Of My First House, No One Congratulated Me

time. Then I typed: Yeah. Sometime.

It wasn’t forgiveness. Not yet. But it was a door left unlocked, just a crack, for the possibility that people can be more than what they were taught to be.

Because here’s what I learned through all of it. The people who are supposed to love you don’t always know how. Sometimes they confuse love with leverage, and continue reading …