We went to Los Angeles this past weekend. When we drove across the state line into California, Katie said, yay! We’re in California. Our real home. We stayed with friends, visited, chatted, caught up, ate, played and to complete our refreshing weekend, we went to the beach. Blue skies, pounding surf, mid 80s temperature, and…
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Temporary house. Not our furniture. Not our bed. Not our home. Unmoored, adrift, caught between tides, struggling to reach the shore. Opening the door to another empty stucco house. Another cold, tile floor. Another shiny granite counter top. More exactly the same. No warmth. Not me. Someone else’s lost home. Not my family’s home. Fighting…
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