When you leave home, you miss all the things you take for granted. Like warm hugs, a shoulder to cry your tears upon, and sun on pizza. The color purple, soap suds against the sink, flowers on tables, and rain dripping from holes in the eves. And when you come back, there they all are, right where you left them. You just see them a little more than you did before. See God.
Jun 22, 2013
As if they were gifts . . .
K.M. Updike writes young adult and historical fiction and has a frustrating fascination with fantasies that gets in the way a lot. She is the author of the young adult historical fiction novelette, The Life and Death of Terry Dodd. A lover of books and prairies, she lives with her five siblings and inspiring parents in the wilds of the Great Plains. Besides reading books and writing stories, she loves watching old movies and drinking tea in her basement room dubbed "Mole End."
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You are one of my greatest gifts!
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