A more generous view of home

One night over thirty years ago, I opened my door to see my daughter and her three small children standing there, bags in hand, asking to be taken in. 

I must say that my heart leaped for joy as I realized she had finally broken free from a marriage that had been difficult from the start. She had stayed with it as long as there was any hope, and now the husband had left. It seemed harsh at the time but would prove to be a blessing.

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