One day my kids will be grown

 One day my kids will be grown.

They’ll have their own homes, their own lives, their own struggles.
But I never want them to forget they’ll always have a place to come back to.

If life feels heavy, come home.
If you make a mistake, come home.
If the world feels too loud, come home.

Because no matter how old they get or where life takes them…
my home will always be their safe place.
My arms will always be open.
And my heart will always be home for them.

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