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#Stronger Than the Cookie: Meeting Myself in the Kitchen Doorway

Five and a half months ago I had my face in an ice cream cone, and then I woke up…

As I sit at my computer, I think of some of the sayings or expressions that people have penned about home. I wonder if I will appear to be too trivial, if I mention them, like a middle school student who begins an essay with Webster’s definition of their particular subject. Perhaps no one caresContinue reading “Home”