Is it the house he misses? Or is it home? Is it us he misses? Or his childhood? Food that fills the belly? Or dinners that nourished the body? A decent cup of coffee?
Maybe all these things.
So, even if I worry that he isn't living more independently of us than I'd like him to, I still love to see him sitting at our little kitchen table.
Gina
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