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growing up… growing old. Never!

For all of my adult years, I’ve wanted to know what to be when I grew up.  Tom laughs, “Barb, you’ll never grow up.”  Now, I have learned… I don’t have to! No one ever really grows up. We’re always … Continue reading

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. . . the journey . . . changes . . .

“I am definitely not ready for this,” Tom moaned a few weeks ago when we awakened to our first frozen morning.  Winter is not his happy spot! How different from the warm and sunny of yesterday, I thought, as I  … Continue reading

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