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Isn’t it lovely when this happens! Even more so when one has had a tough month!

When you say: Home, where is that? What picture comes into your mind? Of course where I am at this moment is home. But I am thinking now of that home of the heart...

How do you love How do you say: I love this I love you I love this now Without

Books are the plane, and the train, and the road - Anna Quindlen - When I was a young

Your children are not your children …….they belong not to you - Kahlil Gibran - I have just returned

"…..but it is the journey that matters in the end." -Ursula K le Guin- I have had the