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PIECES.

PIECES.

PIECES. 7:30AM. Just my dad and me. Cracker Barrel. Those are the pieces I remember. When I was younger I would sing at the 7:30 AM mass and my dad would come with me. Afterwards we would quietly come back thru the front door and if my mom wasn't awake and downstairs we would go to Cracker Barrel just the two of us where I would get the ham, eggs and hash brown casserole or pancakes depending on the craving for sweet or savory. Those are the pieces of one of my favorite memories of a fatherQa who continues to...

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*HONOR*

*HONOR*

A man who taught me honor through it all. I miss him every day.

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POCKETS

POCKETS

POCKETS. The pocket in my brain for trivial pursuit facts has a hole in it....and I am okay with it. There is not a place where I can store random details about an NHL team or the height of various mountains. Instead, the little pockets of brain carry memories and thoughts and advice and stories that I can take out and hold when I need them:Family Pocket- I once asked my dad what I wanted to do with my life and he responded with the best answer ever 'I don't know. What do I want to do with mine?'Anti-anxiety Pocket-...

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INVITATION

INVITATION

INVITATION. It's not just a tree. ...it's baby's first Christmas ...it's first year married ...it's ornaments hung a little higher than last year ...it's grandmothers now passed ...it's our first house ...it's 'I made this!' ...it's 'Mom, is this you' ...it's a wedding gift of 6 glass pieces that are now a set of 5 ...it's a trip to Disney World ...it's a brightly lit, 9 foot tall, wonderfully aromatic INVITATION to remember each year and moment and celebration for the next few weeks. I love to just sit and stare at it...no joke. I love Christmas and all the...

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ANANDA

ANANDA

'Ananda' means joy or happiness. I share a few of the pieces I have in my life.

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