Lily Lou - With The House To Ourselves -01.13.22- May 2026

Lily sat on the counter—against every rule I’d grown up with—and I leaned in close just to hear her talk about nothing much. The way she said my name, unguarded and plain, made the ordinary feel sacred.

Here’s a short piece inspired by the title and mood of — treating it like a memory, a journal entry, or a quiet moment captured in time. Title: With the House to Ourselves January 13, 2022 Lily Lou - With the House to Ourselves -01.13.22-

She was already barefoot, padding across the living room rug like she’d lived here forever. Her laugh came easy—low and warm—as she spun a slow circle, arms out, testing the silence. “All ours,” she whispered, and the words landed somewhere soft in my chest. Lily sat on the counter—against every rule I’d

We made tea that neither of us finished. Put on an old record that crackled before it sang. The afternoon stretched long and generous, the kind that forgets to turn into evening until the room goes gold around the edges. Title: With the House to Ourselves January 13,