My home looks like laughter and tears, my family’s hearts shining. Pains are confessed and received with openness. Small comforts and big magic are woven through each day. My home is a sanctuary for healing, and I branched out to include this space. Authentic souls live here and brush up against raw humanness. It is better than any home I dreamed I’d have. It is growing, and one light among houses of heart.
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