A lot houses are built from the outside in, but he built his home from the inside out. Sleeping on the floor of the unfinished kitchen, waking up and going to work in the same place he came home to night after night. He invited me to live with him in the same house that he built on his own.
A lot of my relationships tried to build from the inside out, starting with the impulse. A lot of men tried to pull and twist at my heart. They kept me awake with their constant hunger and tears and refused to leave rooms they couldn’t afford. But he gave me shelter and food and constant arms. He looked at me with patient eyes. His laugh tickled me like water on bare feet. He loved me from the outside in and so I fell in love. It is rare to find a man who can build a house and even rarer to find a man who knows how to love, but that was his way of rebellion and doing things differently.
SUBLIME COURAGE 
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