It's a freakin' chinchilla. A parakeet. A right-sized bicycle that hasn't rusted. A pair of glasses. Vision therapy. Friends. A house. It's for all of these reasons and none of these reasons we are leaving the Grove. It's (a lack of) money (not faith). It's wisdom (and obedience). It's gentrification (and privilege). It's displacement (andRead MoreThe post what happened (leaving the Grove) appeared first on light breaks forth. Related Storieswhen hope feels riskywhat the library is teaching me about proximitythoughts on housing, scarcity + roots
