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Anywhere But Here
We had just walked across the Brooklyn bridge. My husband opened the door for me to a cute restaurant we found overlooking the water. As we sat down, I realized my feet were tired, and my hair was wind-blown- but I could care less! We were in NYC! “Welcome, where are you guys from?”…
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The Next Step
Last week we were going through our closets, trying to declutter. I was sitting in the middle of the kitchen, piles of junk on one side and forgotten treasures on the other. My husband called from another room, “I found your Grandma’s letters!” Those were definitely treasures. She would write at least once a…
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Pulling Weeds
It’s been a while since I checked our yard for weeds. I figured, It’s winter, I can let that go for now. Of course, I was wrong. Now I know why Grandma had my brothers and I bike over to her house on weekends to pull weeds! Have you ever noticed how weeds…
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