2 months ago, my partner, Ryan and I took on a project to transform our unused, unfinished storage space into a place for friends and somatic sex education workshops.
There were late nights of gathering materials - flooring, paint, ceiling decor. Trips to borrow tools from friends. We finally set a date to begin the work. I was ready to go! I expertly organized the troops - my kids - who was doing what, what needed to go where and feeding everyone, besides. And often, even after we said we were done for the day, we kept going.
Two weekends of this and I could feel the disconnection between Ryan and I creeping in…