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Come in, she said. Please come and take a seat with us.

Don’t look, please, at the places still left messy. You were invited as a blessing, we wanted you to be with us and not feel alone.

When she opened the door, she bounded inside like a mouse to her noble, carefully crafted, home. Her own safe place. To welcome me here was to open her heart and offer it as a bond of kinship.

When she turned to see how I would take the view, she found a delighted stranger. Awash with joy for being allowed into this sacred space, but moreso for the hand extended in friendship.

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