Sep 15, 2021
4 min read
Our House Was a Mess. Just Like Our Marriage.
Both Fell Apart, and for the Same Reasons. No One Took Care of Them.
In 2000, as I was expecting our third child, my (now ex) husband and I bought a house. A vast brick home in Pittsburgh with what I believed was room to grow our family even larger. I had often spoken of creating a big family, having at least one more child to add to the three we’d soon have. And he had his eye on a…
