After a rough day at work, I started to think of our little apartment as a lighthouse.
We are the little couple that keeps ourselves safe in the middle of the storm. Warm and together. Some of this may come from the mental and emotional instability of coming off painkillers after surgery. That stuff will &%^$ you up.
We have no big light on top of our building but it works for me. I guess that means that Alanna is my lighthouse girl.