My Parents Took My Sister To Italy Until They Came Home To An Empty House

of my cabin, looking out at the mountains. The snow had begun to fall, gentle and quiet, covering everything in white.

A year ago, I had been invisible.

Now, standing in the quiet of my own home, I was simply present.

I was here.

I was whole.

And I was finally, completely, unapologetically mine.

Outside, the mountains held their silence. Inside, I held my continue reading …