On a rainy spring day… James and I are sitting in our living room, counting our blessings. Even though so much around us feels uncertain—our housing situation still unresolved, the world at large feeling a bit unsteady—we find ourselves coming back, again and again, to gratitude. An excerpt from Coby’s update on February 18, 2025 still rings true: “…they had to fight tooth and nail to reclaim their own home from a tenant-turned-squatter—piles of cash in legal fees, months of stress, all just to get their home back…” That story, it turns out, did not end there. The legal fees are still very real, and the appeals and exemption claims keep pulling us back into court. At times, it feels like a dark Netflix series with endless episodes… But the bright side? It’s even brighter because of that contrast. “Lewy” still makes his uninvited visits—more frequent now, sometimes more confident—but when he doesn’t scare us too much, we try to laugh at him. Humor helps.  Our connection—with each o...