This house had once held the lives of the people I’d loved most in the world, and now, it only held ghosts. I wanted to tear it down. But I needed to build it back up. To shed some blood and sweat and bring this place back to life. I hadn’t held a power tool in years, but my hands twitched to get dirty. The words weren’t there yet. The why of it all. But I knew, deep down in my bones, I was right where I was supposed to be.
