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Monday, December 26, 2016
After Christmas thoughts
I am never lonely for Christmas. I always spend it with my husband, we go for a long walk with beloved Wolfie and we are invited to my parents, to eat my mom's delicious traditional sweet pastry.
I feel that I do belong somewhere, that I do belong to one family.
Hopefully this will not happen for many decades, but when my parents are gone, where will I belong? There will be only two of us, me and my husband.
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I'm sure, when your parents are gone, there'll be somewhere for you to go. Or you will invite others to your house - maybe family, maybe people who don't have anywhere else to go either - to eat your delicious food.ReplyDelete
I have had these thoughts too, but no answers yet. I am sure we'll muddle through when the time comes, as we have always done...! (((hugs!)))ReplyDelete
dear Mali and dear Loribeth, thank you for your comments.ReplyDelete