The Great Escape-Part II

Winding roads, curves with caution, and unchanged signs of times abruptly lowered my heart rate. Each mile marked a memory.

In many ways, I was headed home.

Home-the place you sleep. Home-a building with comfortable “stuff”. Home-the walls that raised love. Home-made of sticks and bricks. Home-a place on wheels. Home-where love resides. Home may change or stay the same. Home is where you lay your head in hope. It’s a place to grow.

Stability in the heart can’t be stunted. Outside the walls is a place that needs our attention and care. A world that NEEDS our love. Home-I’m just passing through.

A tiny life was once what I knew. 335 sq. ft. became 1,000 sq. ft. and grew to 1,500 sq. ft. For five days, 133 sq. ft. would be just enough.

Site 35 whispered, “Welcome Home.”💚

Have faith 💚

Pics-K.L. Hale-Table Rock Lake, MO

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