I could not have anticipated how difficult it was to get back home, see all the furniture where she used to sit, or sleep or where we had our meals together, and realize that she will no longer, ever, be there again. 695 more words
1 month, 1 week
THE CAVENDER DIARY
I’m not a carpenter.
I am a set builder. Sets that are temporary, and really only have to look good from the front. They honestly don’t even have to be functional. 795 more words
1 month, 3 weeks