My Husband Told Me to Pay for My Own Food So I Left His Birthday Table Empty

You think you are done, then you find another box. But slowly the house became mine in ways beyond the deed. I changed the curtains, cleared out the cabinet full of plastic cups, donated serving trays I never liked, kept the good Dutch oven because it was mine.

One Friday night Denise came over with Thai takeout and we ate straight from the containers.continue reading …