We went for a walk.
It was foggy and cold.
Lucas wore mittens and layers.
He’s been a bit whiny today.
I wore my favorite hat.
It’s so warm.
We’ve been living out of a suitcase for three weeks.
Clothes are in a cycle on repeat.
We made an offer on a house this weekend.
Furniture and picture frames are in my head.
A place for Lucas’ toys. Our shoes. The bookshelf.
Then we got a call today. Tonight.
There are two other offers on the table.
We wait until tomorrow.
If it’s meant to be, it will be.
That’s how I have to live.
What’s meant to be, will be.