I will have visitors this week. First friends, both old and new, and then family, both old and new.
Brief visits but that's ok. Being so far away means you take what is offered and feel lucky regardless. And I do.
It will be a slice of home. Not the place home, but the feeling.
In my house, they will be the ones to welcome me home. I love that.
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We were the lucky ones.
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