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Together Again

November 30, 2014

My parents haven’t owned this house long. It’s been four months, almost five. But this was our first holiday weekend here, and it was a really good one.

I arrived home on Thanksgiving morning. As soon as I walked through the back door, my heart filled up: Our Christmas tree stood twinkling, the coffee was hot and ready for me, my brother’s duffel bag sat by the stairs — a sure sign that he was back from college. 
My favorite moments from the weekend happened here. Holidays aren’t perfect — they never are — but this one made me especially grateful for my parents, my two little brothers and a new home to hold us together.

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