We sold our home and moved into a cramped condo that we can now afford. For the first time, we are uncomfortable, and reminded daily that we have accepted a lifestyle we did not choose. When we argue, one must leave the house to allow both to calm down.
Our cat died in May, but had gone from having rooms full of sunlight to one cramped corner and two north facing, always closed windows. When he died, we decided it would be cruel to bring another cat here. We imagine, and can still hear, his footsteps when we call him.