In 1995, when my kidnapped daughters were still living in hiding out of country, I bought a starter home in Alaska.
Twenty-seven years later, I'm closing one chapter and beginning another.
You will learn:
How neighbors can become a makeshift family.
The work to create stability and sustain a household isn't for the faint of heart.
A home isn't built of walls and cement, but of the love and memories made.
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