The most comforting thing happened to me tonight. I was in the bathroom when I heard banging. My first instinct was that Joe was hitting a large spoon against Tupperware as he put away the leftovers.
I wasn’t scared. I didn’t instantly feel like my life was just about to change, that someone was coming into my home to take away all that I know and love, including the person most important to me. My heart didn’t start racing, I didn’t freeze in the moment to strategize my exit plan. I calmly turned off the bathroom light and went back to the living room.
It turns out I’m done feeling that way… and I hope to never feel that way again.