The Mall

Seems like my family is the happiest and most light-hearted when we are at the Mall or out on some road trip; for that I am grateful. Time has mended things, healed hearts and frequented some smiles. Heck, I even wrote a poem about this a few years ago. But it never seizes to amaze me how being a tourist changes things. Makes things NEW. I long for those moments where we can just be and bond even through our superficial comments of that duck and this weird tree. For a fraction of a moment things change and warms our hearts.

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