Category: Olivia and Gabriel
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Homesickness
When you live far from where you began, the heart stretches, learns new rhythms, rarely stops reaching across oceans and time zones. There’s always someone missing from the room, always a voice you wish you could hear… My daughter and…
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Learning from the Master
It looks like a lesson in making cookies, yet it is something older—how care becomes action, how time teaches through hands. My granddaughter follows, not knowing she is tracing a path laid long before her. In that small kitchen, past…
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Guess Where These Two Pickles Are?
and how many candies have they had!
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Last Night, This Morning
Last night, I spent the evening with Gabriel. After some stories, painting, dinner, and conversation, I held him in my arms until he was fast asleep. In the morning, after kicking off the blankets he rolled over and said, “Vavie,…
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A Rose by Gabriel
“A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.”— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet (Act II, Scene II) Velvet petals, moving as the sea — waves rising above earth and thorn — releasing a fragrance that swoons above the stars,…