While packing tonight I came across several items that made me smile a little, cry a little, and thank God for memories. Dad gave me this porcelain lady when they were moving away from Houston and John and I were going to live in the house to sell it. It was a gift to me that I treasure, right up there with the secretary.
Moving is so emotional, so cleansing, so revealing.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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