I imagined it would be like preparing a body for burial, one last loving touch to each wall, each floor before saying goodbye. I was grateful my daughter, seven, came with me. This house holds her earliest memories, the ones that hover, wordless, in...
All four kids piled onto the red metal handcart, two in front and two in the back balanced on top of two bags of mulch. I pulled them carefully, slowly, through the lawn and garden section of Lowes, like one of those grand Belgian draft horses you...
I left the house in a huff of anger and frustration, pulling away from the curb without a plan. I wanted quiet and space and a place to use my computer and phone, but beyond all of that I needed to be near water. I needed to sit and watch it moving,...
We sweep through the big red-framed doors into Target, into the coolness and light and open space that smells like newness and popcorn mingled together.We stop for a cart and I take off long-striding into the belly of the beast, pushing, pulling my daughter who’s...
When we came for a viewing of the house we live in now, my husband and I were like a pair of young love-birds looking for a place to nest, though we wouldn’t have said it in as many words. After guiding us through the house from bottom to top, the homeowner...
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