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It’s Just Stuff

It’s just stuff.  That was my mantra for an entire year as I cleaned out my mom’s house.  Russian china, Persian rugs, broken vacuums, Afghan jewelry, worn towels, tax returns, ancient coins, personal notebooks.  It was an eclectic mix of … Continue reading

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TGIF – Not Really?

  TGIF .  Thank God It’s Friday … but really?  Whenever I hear that expression, I think of my dad.  He hated that expression.  His thought was … “if you are only happy that it’s Friday, then what about all … Continue reading

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