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Posts by Marisa Donnelly on home—the physical homes you are born into, travel to, and discover, and the homes you create with people and memories.

I Know If Your Mom Was Still Alive, She Would Be So Proud Of You

Published by Marisa Donnelly

I know if your mom was still alive, she would be in awe of the things you’ve accomplished, of the person you’ve become and are growing into.

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All with a simple song I am reminded how sweet it is to be young and directionless, each of the endless summer days stretching into the next.

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We can’t lay on cool grass, pick green blades, count quiet stars. We are the lost generation. Stillness makes us stagnant.

Published by Marisa Donnelly

Home. The word itself sounds comfortable, soft in your mouth. It’s a reminder of how you were raised, where you grew up, the person you were.