Church is over and the girls come up to me and ask if they can come to our place for the afternoon. I love these girls and I say of course.

They run around outside with the boys, and they wander in and give me hugs and they all settle in the living room to watch a movie. They choose the movie Australia, and although the boys and I have watched it before, it’s different watching it with girls. They oooh and aaah over the sweet love bits, and they cry over the sad bits, and they grasp a hand for comfort during the anxious bits.

On a Sunday afternoon, home is a sweet something shared with friends.

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