The arch is cocked to the left. We found it for sale down the road and Samuel worked days to set it in, adding pavers and a rock path. It is in permanently and cannot be changed. It suits his idea of straight, not mine.
I knew if he set it in in way that didn’t feel right it would create a split inside, one that had been severed long ago and is still mending. Some things just have to right when so much was not.
Life doesn’t tailor its working to my desires, nor do other people. Accepting what is does not come easy. I fight and fight and fight. It seems like such a frivolous concern, but the aching goes deep.
Patricia J Grace 