May 24
4 min read
When a House Becomes a Home
Haiku series with commentary
Just when does a house
Become a home; I wonder
Circled by boxes.
It was our first home
Post-divorce: small, old, but ours
A place to call home.
Authentically sharing stories and poems from the heart about our experience of being human and our ongoing process of becoming perfectly imperfect. Writing mostly real and raw with a sprinkle of microfiction!
