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Tales of a Hypochondriac

When the rain comes down and the thunder booms, there is only one place I want to be: the front porch. It has seen me grow. It has seen some fights, new friendships formed, and new loves blossoming. At first glance, it seems like just any old veranda. The paint is chipping away and the boards are splintering.

The same boards have been with me. Each nail, a friend. My children have played on it, as I did. It welcomed each of my babies as they came home for the first time. It witnessed my wedding. It witnessed my engagement. It was where I first realized I would be in love.

Somehow, it survived our busy holidays, supporting much of our family as we filled our bellies and laughed at corny jokes. It still hasn’t burned down, from all the poorly aimed fireworks and careless grilling. It survived that ATV…

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