Tag: memories
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That’s a Wrap
While living solo, especially during the holiday season, it helps to let go of expectations towards others. It’s not healthy to hold the bar too high for ourselves either, unless, of course, we want to feel disappointed during this season. Another of my favored childhood memories was watching presents appear underneath the tree wrapped in…
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The Pillar Candle
Sitting at the wooden table, I pause to light a pillar candle before starting to write. I searched for a month to find them, not realizing they are becoming extinct. They’ve been replaced by battery operated ones and I have one used as a nightlight, but it took time to find a local store that…
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Mums and Pansies
I never imagined that something I love so much, such as a flower could spark so many painful memories, but every fall I avoid them like the plague. I haven’t picked up a pansy or planted any in my yard in over a decade because they were too painful to look at, until now. I’ve…
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The Kitchen Table
On Sunday’s I spread out and don’t worry about the mess. Sitting at the kitchen table I snapped a photo for you and to some it may look cluttered, but to me it tells the story of how I’m living my life. My home is being used as storage for this kitchen table. One day,…
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Our Inner Child
On social media, people are posting pictures of snow, and this stirs up some of my best childhood memories. Our house sat almost at the top a hill and the road was paved with chunky asphalt. A drainage pipe laid under each driveway installed by the city, and I remember ours had a concrete bowl…
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My Father’s Daughter
To work in the yard, I wear similar clothing fondly referred to as ‘yard clothes’. A pair of lightweight Capri pants, a white, V-neck, men’s undershirt, ankle socks and yard shoes which resemble last year’s sneakers. Daddy was a gardener and could grow anything. I think he had more than a green thumb, Daddy had…
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Make Your Heart Soar
How easily forgotten are these meaningful aspects of life once they’re no longer in view. These random moments that fill your heart with pure joy and in that instance, you realize that life is meant to be lived. A fellow blogger/friend of mine recently wrote a post about taking a 3-minute break in between zooms…
