Sounds like many Christmases at my Grandma's house. 1200 square feet, and by the time I was in high school, there were 14 of us for dinner. I spent a lot of time in the back yard reading.
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There's a story there....
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Yes there is, so let's hear it!
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Sounds like many Christmases at my Grandma's house. 1200 square feet, and by the time I was in high school, there were 14 of us for dinner. I spent a lot of time in the back yard reading.
ReplyDeleteThere is a story there. It is a sad one. I will not tell it.
ReplyDeleteI suspect it echoes mine as well. Let the past bury the past and move on, sadder but stronger.
ReplyDeletePeace be upon you Bobbi.
Raz
" ...I went, I dropped off presents, I departed. A dozen people in a very small house! Wish 'em all well."
ReplyDeleteYou have learned, Grasshopper...
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Been there, done that! I can relate completely!
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