Flash Fiction…..Little things

It’s always the little things you miss:

Your favorite chips, your pillow.

Someone making your favorite coffee just right without having to be told.

Knowing your way around the house in the dark.

Your furry friend greeting you at the door.

The kids running up and down the hall.

The smell of your yard in the rain.

It’s the little things you miss when you are away from home.

The memories of them live on in your heart, no matter where your travels may take you, but there’s nothing like coming home to them.

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