Why You Can't Go Home Again (But Don't Need To) - Dr Abalone
Home. We all know the meaning. But what does it really mean? To me, growing up in a nomadic Navy family with 21 different houses, home was where my mother made it. But when I left for college, I sought a new home, one of my own. But it eluded me until I had my own family. Ah, this is it. So, I thought.
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