I knew her when winter was her cloak

Changes.  I can’t wait to not be with my mom for awhile. Ugh, she really annoys me. Regardless, home soon. I’m surprised I miss home. But I do. That’s great. I have a great life. Why run from it?

Sometimes you need to leave to realize what you want has been there.

 

Like the story of the bum who sat on a pot filled with gold begging for pennies. He never realized all he needed was right there.

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