One day I discovered the old sketchbook I had abandoned after marrying Colton.

I had studied interior design before he persuaded me that working was unnecessary and made him look ungenerous.

I began drawing again while Theo napped.

I drew our kitchen as it was, then the kitchen I wished we had: open shelves, a low table, sunlight across the floor.

Maya saw the sketch and asked whether I would help with a community clinic renovation.

They had a modest budget and needed someone who understood how families actually use spaces.