Bite of Bread: Living Homesick

Remember what it felt like to be homesick? I remember the pit in my stomach, the ache in my young heart, and the lump in my throat. Tears would betray me every time. Many times I was only forty-five minutes away from home and gone for a few days, but the longing for security, mom’s … Continue reading “Bite of Bread: Living Homesick”

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