I spent the next morning at the forest preserve with my camera glued to my face. I used the solitude as my own form of therapy, tying up all my emotions from the night before in a pretty little box and tucking it away in the back of my mind. I loved capturing the seasons as they changed, all the reds, oranges and yellows blending together on nature’s canvas. Looking through the viewfinder calmed me, put everything right again and by the time I was on my way home I felt a million times better.
The house was still empty, not that I expected it any other way. A quick weekend trip home to see her daughter on her birthday was apparently too much to ask. I shook my head, not ready to go there again. I moved into the kitchen, grabbing a snack,
The house was still empty, not that I expected it any other way. A quick weekend trip home to see her daughter on her birthday was apparently too much to ask. I shook my head, not ready to go there again. I moved into the kitchen, grabbing a snack,