The New House

by Tess Stimson

There’s a story in Native American culture that describes the battle between two wolves that live inside us all: one wolf is evil – it is anger, violence, resentment, darkness, despair. The other wolf is good – it’s love, hope, light. Which wolf wins? The one you feed.

Grief isn’t something that abates. You simply learn to live with it, in the spaces around it. A scar forms: to the outside world, it looks as if you’ve healed. But the pain never goes away.