January 1--where I live

[zyzyly]

A lot has gone on in this room over the past couple of years. It has been a family room, a hospital room, the room where my wife took her last breaths, an empty room, and a room to put stuff in.

I have always wanted a place where I could sit and read or listen to music--a comfortable space that was all my own. A place where I could stack books, hang pictures or play instruments.

On december 31, I realized that I could do anything I wanted with this room, and so I reclaimed it as a place to live, and there I crossed the threshold of the new year.