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Why I love Carol

December 29, 2006

She was the mother before me–that lived in this house. She made cookies, argued with her children to clean their rooms, took care of them when they were sick, weeded the back yard, listened to the birds, picked the lilac on the side of the house, put up xmas stuff, wrapped birthday presents, slept with her husband, read a book, took a bath, swept her floor, cooked dinner, ate some chocolate and lived a life here in our house for 34 years.

I can feel the family that lived here before us and while I know that this is our home I share it with the memory of all the ones that came before.

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