Adventures of a Wandering Homebody
That’s what someone said about me. This morning. There I was, standing with my 3 year old outside the preschool door waiting for school to open. With my coffee mug in my hand. Not the travel mug that I should have brought in the…
As the winds whipped through the woods and rain drummed on the roof, I had an unexpected moment of clarity as I looked around my home and realized that there was no place else I would rather be. Now, clearly I love my husband…
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