And just like that, the day began.
I’m Emily. I’m 36, a full-time nurse, and a single mom to three very loud, very sticky, and incredible kids: Lily, Max, and Noah. Most mornings start before the sun’s up and end long after bedtime stories are whispered over sleepy yawns.
This life isn’t glamorous, but it’s ours.
I didn’t ask for drama this Halloween. I wasn’t trying to start anything. I just needed to park close enough to my house to carry a sleeping toddler and two bags of groceries without breaking my back.
But apparently, that was enough to trigger my neighbor, Derek, into full-blown holiday warfare.
