How Can I Find Comfort When I Have so Little?

By Emily H There is a rug on the floor of my room. It is small and colorful and hand-sewn. I walk on it every day and it's ripping at the edges, but it has never gone unnoticed or unloved. Five years ago I found it in a box of knick-knacks from my mom's basement. I tucked it away with my things and took it with me to college. When I got to my first dorm room I unrolled it beside my bed before unpacking the few other things that I owned. Of everything that I brought with me, I quickly becam...
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