Visited My Parents’ Empty House on Christmas Eve and Saw It Beautifully Decorated

A Christmas Homecoming

When I reflect on my parents, Peter and Lillian Adley, the memory that stings the most is that night when they asked me to leave the house. Even after all these years, just thinking about it can still tighten my stomach and bring a pang to my heart. At eighteen, I was a headstrong, fiery teenager convinced that love could overcome anything, regardless of the price. Continues…

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