Our Old Kitchen Table

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Today’s prompt was to write about something I’ve been wanting to write about but let my heart be my guide. I’ve longed to return to my mom’s house, our family home, and just sit at the kitchen table. The family that moved in has no idea how much my mom’s house means to my family and even my friends. Maybe one day I will sit at our old kitchen table again.

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