Old Linoleum
3 min readJan 27, 2022
I received a text with the words “Here we go!” yesterday morning. The photo attached caused my heart to dip.
My mom’s having the downstairs bathroom remodeled in the house I grew up in. Gone are the blue vanity and wood-rimmed mirror I stood at each morning, curling my hair to get ready for high school. The traces of eye glitter from middle school swept away into a dumpster I imagined a contractor put in the driveway.