October 29, 2012

beauty is...home

Coming home was... beautiful.
A fifteen year old boy, who of late, only offers a kiss begrudgingly, wrapped his around me and gave me a welcome home kiss.  And my grown-up girl, who is not know for her hugs, threw her arms around me and held on for that extra moment.

There is no place like home...



Southern Gal said...

Yes, Beauty is home. ;)

Busy Bee Suz said...

Dorothy was right....and she didn't even have sweet huggable kids to come home to!

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