Category: Holidays
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A Requiem for my Father
Four years ago, I was reminded just how fragile and tenuous life is when my father passed away a day after Christmas following a brief illness. The preciousness of each day was highlighted for me during that holiday week. Holidays often do not turn out how we plan them. Our lives often do not turn out how…
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New Year Message in a Bottle
There are poignant but simple lyrics to a children’s song, “make new friends but keep the old, one is silver, but the other gold.” At the beginning of the New Year, I think of memories like that. Cherished old memories are like gold, while shimmery silver new memories are just waiting to be made. Memories,…