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Always Swinging Open
I see my Abuelita’s screened door swinging in my mind’s eye: sunlight piercing through the mosquito net, the scent of warm tortillas in the air. Even at 4, I know that Abuelita is not rich, not like my other, Italian … Continue reading
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Tagged family, home, joy, love, memories, safe space, screen door, welcome
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