Our divorce was an optical illusion, surely, because I am often still there, in my old home with my family. I can so easily fool myself, even without a scope, a lens, a patch of sky to measure my trauma, my blues, my perspective or my period of mourning. Suspension of disbelief can be a very real kind of haunting.
Jalina Mhyana, Dreaming in Night Vision: A Story in Vignettes
denial, divorce, ghosts, grief, haunted-house, hope, love, mourning