What does home mean to me?
Is it the sticky fingers on the walls; the barbies trailed all over the bath tub; the hugs I've come home to; the sheer joy of seeing our daughters comfort one another; proud mommy moments of mementos brought home from school.
Or is it things like my husband packing a lunch, to my surprise; bringing home flowers for no particular reason; and him doing the dishes while I'm getting the kids ready for bed.
For me, its all of these things, and SO much more.
So I ask you, what does home mean to you?
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