Wednesday, June 23, 2010

What does it feel to be home?

It's like a newspaper on the front porch. A newspaper is there. Everyday. It's a normal everyday thing. Being home feels good.

He looked at me, and I smiled--a smile in the fight for normal everydays and the lovely things that fill them.

1 comment:

  1. Home to me is the smell of meat browning in a skillet.

    --Vicki

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