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My Father’s Home
Not a never, as I have been there. Many times. I used to live within the walls that he altered with spackle and paint and wood trim to create his own safe space. I was a cherished decoration in the house of a man who had finally found himself. A house now owned by unknowns.…
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Moving
In my first post, I mentioned an upcoming move. My husband is in the Navy and is being stationed overseas next spring. The animals and I are not going with due to many reasons and before you tell me how hard and sad that it, do not worry, I know. The upside to this, is…
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