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Looking at them brings back memories of a happy day. They show us bright eyes, younger selves, the beauty of the moment. The months and years fall away as we reminisce.
The furniture has been moved around for the first time in years. Tables that lined one wall now line another. Chairs have moved to the other side. My eyes have grown accustomed to sliding over it, but now it grabs … Continue reading
It gently sinks into the snowdrop-littered ground of the church graveyard. It’s lettering is faded with age, yet it tells me of relatives, whose two-hundred-year-old life I wish I knew. With our lives viscerally connected by my presence, five generations … Continue reading