Category: Willows, Memories from Back Home
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Getting Ready to Say Goodbye
Leaving is never easy. It is a fact that I cannot change no matter how many times I say goodbye. It is what it is. I am fortunate to be able to come as often as I do, and…
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The Pot of Gold
This time is different. This time coming back it doesn't feel like the other times. When I got off the plane I felt like I was home. The only thing missing were those I love that do not live…
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Hairstory History
Several years ago my five younger nieces started cutting their beautiful thick hair, Molly had hers cut to chin level. As my hair was short at the time, and hadn't been long since my late twenties, I came up…
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The Canal Behind my Mother’s Home
As the last rays streamed down creating a masterpiece on the still water of the canal I was was transfixed on how an ordinary canal running behind my mother's home became a work of art. The canal's dirt…
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The Older Seven
Chelsea posted this photo on her FB. The seven older nieces and nephews (of our American family) in order of age: Patti, Chelsea, Andy, Sacha, Sam Jack, and Joe. They met to share the evening Thanksgiving (except Sacha, who could…
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Happy Thanksgiving
Potatoes are being mashed, turkey is being smoked, pies are ready, children are running around, beers and wine poured, mom is busy checking the last details of Thanksgiving lunch, while I quickly type this blog post before I get…