So what do you do when the embers start falling?
On the surface, everything looks calm. The house is quiet. No one is yelling. From the outside, you might even think things are peaceful. But look closer. The air is thick with what’s not being said. Every avoided glance is a flake of ash. Every unanswered text is a cinder settling on your skin. You start to cough on the weight of the quiet. ember snow the silent treatment
When the Ashes Fall Quiet: On Ember Snow and the Silent Treatment So what do you do when the embers start falling
There are storms you can see coming. The sky turns green, the wind picks up, and the world braces for impact. No one is yelling
And like ash after a fire, it gets everywhere. Into the cracks. Under the doors. Into your lungs.