No Internet access for a week as I went 'home'. It was glorious. It was normal. It smelt like home, it had some of the people I am most comfortable with there. We had a blast; doing our washing, eating breakfast, playing with chalks.
I once lived in this house as an exchange student. I didn't learn a new language (well apart from words like fawcet) but i did learn what it was like to be loved, and to be listened to. Perhaps this family and their life is my soft spot but they changed my life forever.
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Ah yay how lovely that you got to go back!! :-D
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