I Changed the Locks—Minutes Later My Son Arrived With a Crowbar, and Everything Shifted

who have none.

Last week, a woman whispered to me after a talk, “My daughter treats me like Tiffany treated you. But I’m afraid of being alone.”

I took her hands. “The loneliness you fear is less painful than the company destroying you. And when you choose yourself, you’re never truly alone.”

Today, looking out my apartment window, the sun is warm, my continue reading …