I’m sitting here watching the rain and drinking coffee – fresh off a relaxing morning devoted just to me.
I’m listening to the rain fall on the roof and watching the lighting through the steam that’s rising from my mug and the door opens.
My Jessica is home. She brought me a new book to look at with her. And she’s intoxicating and contagious.
I love being home.

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