Become

We have become the people we ran away from. At least, I ran. Morbid thought after visiting Chicago this weekend from the wedding of my cousin’s daughter. [cousin on Mom’s side] All of us together looking like the ghosts of our parents — but in a good way. I am always surprised to find family Continue reading Become

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The holy passion of Friendship is of so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring a nature that it will last through a whole lifetime, if not asked to lend money. — Mark Twain, Pudd’nhead Wilson