Yesterday I couldn't wait to get home.. Back from another vacation, and longing to see my home! Such a difference, from before when each day dreading pulling into the driveway, knowing that Tom was never going to be waiting for me there, or me waiting for him. But now I am happy to be home! Even, after checking the house out and dragging out the water logged rugs from the basement, made me happy to be home! As my husband would tell me, "home is where I am the happiest, beacause it's where I know people love me." . Peace...
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