"A home is a place where you can go and rest, where you feel safe and comfortable and everything is familiar and you know everyone and you are known. We don't have a true home here on earth, but we have resting places..." I am grateful for this resting place.
Genuine laughter. Tickling. Group hugs. Homemade dairy-free ice cream atop apple crisp. Clucking at Packer's games. A warm fireplace. Dog kisses. "We really like you." Sunsets out the back window. Pour over coffee. "We are glad that you came." Chocolate almond milk. Full gas tanks. Kitchen conversations. A puzzle on the coffee table. Love. Acceptance. Home.
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Rachel
12/2/2014 02:16:36 pm
The Weavers are good people.
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