Filling The Master Bedroom Closet
My suitcase arrived moments later, placed gently on the luggage rack by a gloved staff member. I unzipped the bag and began transferring my belongings into the massive walk-in wardrobe.
The cedar shelves smelled of rich wood, waiting to hold the new life I planned to build. I hung my few winter coats in the back, knowing I wouldn’t need them in this climate.
The emptiness of the closet served as a stark invitation to fill it with better things.