Grandpa's footsteps shuffled into the spare bedroom I was sleeping. His house was stout and was constructed of thick wood beams, complete with an old-fashioned porch swing. Grandpa probably built the house with his own hands as a wedding present for grandma. I didn't raise my head from the early morning covers, which shielded me… Continue reading Embrace Your Life
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