I walk in to this familiar house yet I don't know where I'm supposed to go. It smells like home, it feels like home. It is my home yet not quite... Each and every room smells their particular and familiar smells. We're here embraced by the walls that store the chapters of my life that my little people don't know about, the chapters of life that my husband has heard of but never witnessed himself.
This trip stores so many things for me... hopefully I'll share some with you.
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