By the door was a mat that had welcomed her family home for many years, the simple words of affection holding each of them true to their loving core.
The welcoming mat was "garlic" to the social vampires, the cynics and egotists, but catnip to those who love, who were comfortable forming social bonds.
I laughed a little in a way that brought warmth inward and, I believe, to those around me also. Trust Gloria to have a literal "welcome mat" in her home. I guess it was funny because it translated her smile and kindness so well.
The door opened wide to show a welcoming mat. Upon it were the words of that home, that it was above all, a place of love. I could feel its weave through my soles, those golden threads of spun summer hay.
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