Thursday, November 27, 2014
A Quieter Kind of Thanksgiving
Having entered the holiday weekend attending a memorial for a friend, it was a different holiday for me this year. Nothing zippy about it. Just a quiet day to reflect. Something about watching a friend's ashes being cast from a place he so loved, and a place he himself went to reflect, made me want to reflect, and so I spent my day doing just that...
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