Home is the school of love from which we never graduate, and only add more degrees: a Bachelor of Arts in Identity, a Master of Science in Forgiveness, a Doctorate in Play. On and on we go, until, in the 78th grade we realize we have behind us, around us, a legacy of students who have begun schools of their own. And not all of these students share our bloodlines or DNA, and many have never lived within the walls of our own houses. It is then we realize that humanity is our home, and the walls don’t matter much. The only things that matter are open eyes and an open heart. With unconditional love, we welcome you home. The door is always unlocked. Come on in.
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