Tag Archives: Memories

Gratitude Recalibrated

A story popped up on my Facebook yesterday, from Humans of New York.  Sometimes I find these stories a bit trite, but the opening words caught my eye: “I miss that we can’t go out and dance.  Or visit other … Continue reading

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Nesting

I don’t know if this is a trait that most females possess, but I’ve certainly heard it referred to with expectant moms.  We want to fix the living space to be comfy and inviting. After the sale of our home … Continue reading

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