“I don’t know where I belong anymore,” my neighbor, Lainie, said to me last year after her husband, Brian, left her. She stood by the front window in her living room looking out at the street where the kids including her seven-year-old daughter, Mackenzie, rode their bikes. At first, I didn’t know how to reply. I just sat there on her couch trying to find words of comfort to … [Read more...] about I Don’t Know Where I Belong