Category: Willows, Memories from Back Home
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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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My Mother Blows Out Her Candles
To see the video tap here. thank you for all your good wishes and happy cheer. My mom was surrounded by so many people. She had a fabulous day and I’m so happy for her.
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My Mom’s Birthday
Today is my mother’s 90th birthday. Her house will be filled with loved ones. Family and friends near and far—we gather. There won’t be silence. The joy will be evident—because she has been a woman who has given in so…
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Here Comes the Bride
Do you remember going to weddings as a child? I do.With a million cousins, I must have gone to about 999,000 weddings — and I’m only slightly exaggerating. But what is true from those early days is the bride.To me,…
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Doesn’t Get Easier After 38 Years
2011 (family home) Repost from 2017 … I went to California to visit my family: My mom, my four brothers and sister-in-laws, my twelve nieces and nephews, plus my aunts and multitude of cousins and friends. I have “gone back…