The article recounts a journey of grief, love, and personal discovery. The narrator struggles profoundly after losing a child, finding solace in a retired greyhound named Lindy, who provides silent companionship. As life continues, a romance blossoms with a nurse named Shayne, leading to a marriage and children, before the narrator embraces her identity as a lesbian. After years of moving and living in temporary spaces, she finally starts to feel at home again, thanks to a special friendship that helps her reclaim her life, even as her child's whimsical imagination remains a source of joy.
After my son died, I forgot how to be human. Breathing felt like betrayal. Food, impossible. Lindy arrived—a greyhound sent to witness my grief.
Shayne was a gift of warmth and comfort when life was cold and punishing. I found love with him, and later, my true identity as a lesbian.
In the past 15 years, I've lived in 12 homes and left my walls bare. Then you came into my life, making it feel more like home.
My toddler believes in a world where toast feels disappointment and the moon follows us home. He creates whimsical narratives that bring light and joy.
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