Evangeline

It feels good to be home. 

It feels good to breathe the air of this house again.

It feels… absolutely amazing.

And it feels even better to know I’m not here with a broken heart. I’m not a girl who is back to this house in shame.

I’m back as a woman looking forward to a new beginning with the man I want to share my life with, with the father of my child.

The quietness this morning is serene. Warm. I lie on my side and watch the seconds on my bedside alarm clock tick ...