Love Isn’t Rent
I escaped the house the same way a lot of unphotographed, unmeasured daughters escape.
I simply became useful somewhere else.
I got through nursing school in Indianapolis and landed a position in a high-acuity pediatric unit back in Fort Wayne.
I quickly discovered that hospitals run on the exact hyper-vigilant skill set my childhood had drilled into me.
Noticing.
Nobody on a pediatric floor cares what your cheekbones look like.