It started with silence. A house divided into upstairs and downstairs. A marriage that unraveled without tears, just strategy. I didn’t know it at the time but he began rewriting me. Calmly. Carefully. Framing the story before I even knew there was one. Kristin, a friend from highschool had suddenly popped back up at a preschool open house She was light in a dark season. We had known each other before—but this was different. A quiet reconnection. A softness I didn’t have to earn ...
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It started with silence. A house divided into upstairs and downstairs. A marriage that unraveled without tears, just strategy. I didn’t know it at the time but he began rewriting me. Calmly. Carefully. Framing the story before I even knew there was one. Kristin, a friend from highschool had suddenly popped back up at a preschool open house She was light in a dark season. We had known each other before—but this was different. A quiet reconnection. A softness I didn’t have to earn ...
It started with silence. A house divided into upstairs and downstairs. A marriage that unraveled without tears, just strategy. I didn’t know it at the time but he began rewriting me. Calmly. Carefully. Framing the story before I even knew there was one. Kristin, a friend from highschool had suddenly popped back up at a preschool open house She was light in a dark season. We had known each other before—but this was different. A quiet reconnection. A softness I didn’t have to earn ...
Faded: The Prequel Podcast
It started with silence. A house divided into upstairs and downstairs. A marriage that unraveled without tears, just strategy. I didn’t know it at the time but he began rewriting me. Calmly. Carefully. Framing the story before I even knew there was one. Kristin, a friend from highschool had suddenly popped back up at a preschool open house She was light in a dark season. We had known each other before—but this was different. A quiet reconnection. A softness I didn’t have to earn ...
