Real Life Sucks

The shadows catch my eye.  Long stooped frame with  cane, smaller figure keeping step.

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Walk with me

His steps falter, hers are spry.  She must have been a pretty woman in her youth.

Pause at traffic lights.  His shadow falls over hers, covers it.  Now they are one.

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Rosalyne and me standing behind them

Symbolic.  

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Young love –  Viking lass and her beau! 
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Can it last?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In my perfect world –

Daughters: “What planet are you living on, Mom?” (Eye roll!)

Planet Naive?  

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He and me 

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Still grappling with a sense of let-down over the Brangelina breakup.  Can’t think why.

Real life sucks. (Borrowing Daughters’ phraseology.) 

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What happened to  till death do us part ?

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All by myself

Aunty Joyce and Uncle Rajan celebrated fifty years this past summer, Husband’s parents mark sixty next year.   

There has to be hope.

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The royal wave. (Rajan and Joyce, 50 years)  
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The In-Laws: Merlin the Magician and Vampire Girl ( Wimsy and Devi, coming on 60 years)
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Always hopeful Puppy.  The crumb will fall. .

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Change of subject.  A well placed seat on a porch/ in a garden corner, is a beckoning invitation.

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Gunther-and-Mary’s backyard
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Patriotic front porch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Slideshow – more leafy corners and slivers of heaven –

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An old chair in a green nook makes a marvelous stage for a potted plant. These dilapidated abandoned treasures found a home in my Eden –

Love how chairs add charm and character to a space (indoors or out).  Couldn’t love this one, though –

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See through pink plastic – yikes!

When I can’t sleep  I re-live  lovely moments.

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Like these –

  • Time spent with kindred spirits –                                                     
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Rosalyne and me at Word On The Street, downtown Toronto

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  • Rainbows in hosepipe mist and around the house –
  •  Puppy discovers playground –
  • Swathes of morning sunlight –
  •  Dreamin’ ‘n’ dancin’ to the crooning of Six Feet Up

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    Six Feet Up at Fairmount MacDonald.  Music from five decades ago for Golden Wedding Anniversary
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Six Feet Up.  Baby Boomers  – Kevin, Gail and Bruce.  Vocals and wind instruments.  Irresistible toe-tapping nostalgia
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Fifty years.  Rajan and Joyce.  “May I have this dance for the rest of my life?”
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That’s Husband and me!
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Just you and me
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Mine!

 

 

 

 

 

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Saw this van parked on Next Door’s driveway. 

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Bringing dreams home.  A sign for things to come?

Yes, please!  

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Thankful for –

(1) Dental care and the fresh feel of just-cleaned teeth –

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Thank you, Suzanne Garfinkle, dental hygienist since Daughters were tots

(2) Good neighbours

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Glen and Dianne – court garage sale organizers
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Court BFFs. Sepideh (left), with Jinoos and young Sahand setting up shop in Jinoos’ driveway

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Ever wondered about the faces behind the names defacing public property?

Romance, art or vandalism ?

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So who is Leyla?
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Who?

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Bottoms up! (Thank goodness those weeding days are done)

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 Memo to self for this week-

 Hold that tongue, watch what you say. 

    Easier said than done.

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Wise monkeys.  Tisha (left) and daughters

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Shh! In a neighbour’s garden
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I am?

Until next time,

sincerely

PS: Dad and Mum made it to fifty years too.

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Prins and Beatrice – RIP Mum.  Miss you still.

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The pictures are all moments captured on my phone and Ipad.

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Shopping with Mom
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Husband and Puppy.  A quiet ramble.
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The Famous Grouse

 

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–  me again!  It’s been a while …

 Something’s changed.  I can’t put a finger on it.  Words like these –

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 bring on a  half-guilty sigh.   I’ve wondered why.

 There was once a time when

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would have been a sublime goal and aspiration. Not anymore.

 Lately, I find myself planning a

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 meal and

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   I’ve grown weary of keeping the home_20150620_120107

, often reminding myself that

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and it can wait.  (Unless

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I can never cease to

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at all you

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who opt to

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to the exclusion of all else.  My family and home have been

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of my life, and  I’ve cherished my role as

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, you know .   I began to wonder if I needed to 

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of the icing on the cake of my life – something that would make me come alive.

 I  voiced  my thoughts one evening at the dinner table.

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 ,” I announced.

 Parents often assume their

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and disinterested  in general.  To my amazement and delight, mine were listening..

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,” I went on. “I love words .  I

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 with them all over again when I wake up each morning. If I could

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with my words, and everyday for the rest of my life, then I think I’d be fulfilling my purpose. 

“So do it!” they said.

I was taken aback.  “Do what?” 

“If you have a 

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, Mom,  it won’t just dissolve and

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 , right? 

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. It’s

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So why not start a blog?” they said.

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,” I squeaked.

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 and

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with the internet.”

 

_20150710_164512 with you,” they said.   “We’ll help you find  your feet.  We’ll sort of be your

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We’ll teach you how to navigate the social media stuff … and stuff.

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–  the bulk of it, anyway, because

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So why not

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?”

“But

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“Oh,

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, Mom?  Okay, how badly do you want to

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?

“Really badly …”

So

 

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for it, Mom!  But don’t

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just yet, okay?  (Muffled

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– the cheeky things!)

“What do I blog about?” I ventured.

“You always have

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. Mom.  Write about your

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, about

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or just

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,” they said.  “Use the pictures you keep taking.  And whatever you do, Mom, don’t

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and

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.”  I became

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Suddenly, I was

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“Okay,” I said.  “I

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there’s aIMG_20150724_205245373_HDR

for everything, and

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From now on I’m going in

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– I’ll

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and I

 

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And thus began a journey.

Dear reader,

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of my list  below –

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             because

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     –  (4) 

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(four times over, and then some more)

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  • (7) 

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                                                                             …   xx   …   xx   …

 

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 in the dream department.

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…   xx   …   xx   …

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…   xx    …   xx   …

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Brake For Butterflies!

Oh

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 there!

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                                                                                                                     !           

It’s me again … 

I’m in the parking lot with a cartful of groceries when I see this bumper sticker  –

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I whip out my phone and click.  (How could I not? 🙂 )

Okay –

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                                                                                                           wondering where this is going, right?

 I jotted down some thoughts to share.   

Yes! 

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I resort to  paper and pen.  (If you’re under thirty, don’t judge those of us who do –

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                                                                                                            )

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… got distracted!  Sorry, where was I? Oh, butterflies …

 

                                        I

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to

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at myself.  I asked – 

Is it possible to

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   and still

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 from life’s knocks?

How can you

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 How do you measure

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anyway? 

I know I’ll never be the

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.  Who cares if I’m not

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 and

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?  I don’t yearn to

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 at the best restaurants, nor do I  seek

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all the time. 

This I know, however.  Each new day is a 

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  – not just the

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 –  but every moment of my life,

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.  Of course,

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bonus.

How wonderful not to always have to

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.  I’m happy as I am, though. 

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or not, I don’t

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than I have.  I  know I’ll never be

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.  I can make

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to be

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 – because this is how I feel inside.

 So what sort of 

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 brake for butterflies?

I’d like to think a butterfly-braker is someone who could live as if every single day is a

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, who understands that simple things are of

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 .  If you are

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 –  and we all do from time to time,  because often

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                                                                                                                   –

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 the precious things.  

Love, faith, family, friends

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 and if these things are yours,

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 Are some words hard to say?

  • I’m sorry. 
  • I need you
  • I miss you
  • I love you 

Say them as often as the need arises.  And then some more.

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 can turn an entire situation around.

 Do you really believe that success can be measured by the

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 piled up in a bank account?

How could you ever know

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 the glittering façade of a life that looks 

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              on the outside?

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So

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  .  Be

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to be turned

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by unexpected serendipity.

Tell yourself each morning that

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It’s not all about possessing stacks and

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of stuff, you know.

Take a minute to

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and

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You can make the choice to feel young for as long as you live and be

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with each passing day.

Age is only a number, I tell myself.  What counts is how I feel inside, right?

 

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You have only one life to live.

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 it with all  your might!  

Brake for butterflies.

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Dance under the stars. 

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Hold hands.  Smile a lot.

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And always remember … you’re never too old to dream!

Behind The Dreamer …

_20150506_134302Behind the dreamer – no matter how old – there’s often a mother who cheers and dreams alongside.  Sometimes  the embers of the dream might only remain alive  because of her. 

Such a mother makes you feel –

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 She is –

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 by everything thing you do, no matter how trivial.  She may well be your most ardent and only fan!

That was my mother. 

Mum taught me that –

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So, if someone  asks

_20150503_130934 I might evade the question – be honest, who hasn’t? – but I’d never lie. 

I know Mum would say –

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… so I won’t! 

She often said –

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 On March 28th, 2015 – just weeks ago – my mum’s earthly journey was done.

It’s Mother’s Day today. 

This deluge of mobile-phone digital moments is for you, Mum.   Every picture on this page was taken because it reminded me of who I am, and what I’ve become because of you.

Thank you for teaching me that –

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 And –

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 For helping me to understand that to –

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a dream might require a touch of the –

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 Thanks to you, I will –

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 And within me I will remain –

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 … always young.  Never too old to dream

You’ve said, over the years, in many different ways –

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 Thank you, Mum.   Thank you for the power of your words. 

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I miss you so much.

I’ll never stop dreaming – I promise.

 Happy Mother’s Day!

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