Songs of a Sojourner

A simple home improvement project changed my life.  We didn’t know lethal levels of toxic mold hid in the wall.  The construction company removed a leaking window.  They discovered framing too rotten to hold a new window.  In the process, unknown to us all, the house was poisoned by mold mycotoxins hosted by the rotting wet wood.

I left the home a few days later, never to return.  That was the day i learned that we really are sojourners, and that our true home is not our street address.