Bittersweet Retreat

There was a death in the family. Not even the cottage that I love so dearly gave me the usual feeling of bliss.  But it is my home. And despite the sense of loss, I felt enveloped in its warm embrace.  This home built on top of what used to be a pig pen certainly knew how to comfort my grieving heart.

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