I've been at home with my mom now for several days. Just me and her. Then she left this evening to go be with Dad in Chicago. Just me now. I sat at home thinking about supper and suddenly felt very alone. I didn't know that I had already adapted to being fine with just mom and me. Now I know. The house is very lonely. Michigan is not my home. People I love are my home.
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let's make lentil soup and garlic bread...want to?
Come home soon to California. The place may not be home, but the people most certainly will be.
May you always feel at home with your mom (who truly loves you!)
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