Chapter One
From the opening pages
The first nights in a new, half-furnished space after a marriage ends are stranger than most people expect. An unfamiliar echo when you close a door. Boxes that don’t yet know where they belong. A silence that feels louder than ordinary quiet, because it isn’t the quiet of a house at rest — it’s the quiet of a house that hasn’t started being lived in yet.
This short book walks through that specific disorientation, what to keep and what to let go of, and the slow, undramatic process of a new place actually starting to feel like home.
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