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My sister Anita, 93, was born in 1927 and came to Canada in 1938 ….she’s old enough to be my mother, I know, but I set her straight on that a couple decades ago!!
My son asked me if we could turn the power off again “like that one time”. I was in the middle of making dinner, laundry stuffed in both the washer and dryer and every person in the house engaged in some screen related activity.
Christmas brings an abundance of images to mind. Santa and his reindeer. Nativity scenes. Wreathes, holly, and mistletoe.
Christmas was always special when I was a kid. My folks were both creative, my mother with her sewing and my father always had a project on down in his basement woodworking shop.
I remember making these delightful meringues as a child with my mom and Nanna. I think they would make them intentionally so my sister and I would have to practice patience.
Older generations are our link to the past, and they have helped raise us to be the people we are today. So, we owe it to them to ensure that their needs are met, both inside and outside of their homes.
Sinon had to wait until the one day in June that the Pythia would again sit on the tripod. His father was proud of him for making the decision to take the journey on his own this time and had given him the coins that Sinon had secured in a bag under his chiton.
Like 11 million Americans I have Lymphedema, a condition that most people have never heard of. More Americans have lymphedema and lymphatic diseases than AIDS, Parkinson’s disease, multiple sclerosis, muscular dystrophy and Alzheimer’s disease combined.
