What do you do when your life has completely turned upside down? When the life you thought you were going to have has been completely taken away? You just breathe. I didn’t think I could go back and see the house my husband and I were building in Mountain View, a beautiful small town in which I envisioned growing old and raising our family, but I had no choice. The house was almost finished and I needed to figure out if I was selling it or living there… Alone. Did I want to start over, or were the three men finishing my house my excuse? I knew something had to change before my grief left me drowning.

Why should I stay? I thought coming to Mountain View was going to be easy. Look at the house, make sure it gets finished and decide if I’m keeping it or selling it. Who knew that decision would be derailed by my shockingly delicious contractors but their lives are much more complicated than I can deal with. I know I’m not without my own faults and I can barely live with my grief but are we just a disaster waiting to happen? Or are they my road to happiness and healing?