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Why I love my mother

Here’s an email from my mom, who is spending two weeks at a retirement village in Florida to take care of my 94-year-old grandmother. It’s full of bitching and I love it. “Dad and I decided we can skip seeing … Continue reading

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Facebooking is a whole lot easier than blogging. Especially if you tend to lose interest in things quickly. And like to post pics from your iPhone. And enjoy instant gratification. But today I’m writing something big, and FB won’t be … Continue reading

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