"home is where the heart is"
rings true.
I'm a servant, a slave, a donkey, a work horse.
I'm home?
Brantford doesn't always feel like the place I want to lay my head.
But it has to be right now.
Maybe God does want me here.
Thanksgiving, family, Film festival, snowboard show, jimmy ate MY world, sorting and packing, new friends, and surprised by old.
It will be a new day tomorrow and I will wake up,
joyfully being THANKFUL.
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