Day 325 – The Lonely Nail

Spousal separation does strange things to a home.

There’s a wall on the top floor between DD2’s bedroom and the bathroom that I walk past too many times a day to count.  That wall is completely bare, except for a single nail.  It has been in this state for 6 months now, but I’ve been too busy to really notice until today.

I stopped, looking at it, remembering the gorgeous print of a ballet dancer that used to be there, a treasured gift my ex received as a child.

Bittersweet, but…

It’s a blank slate.  Newness.  Mine to play with.




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