 | This past week I received a call from my daughter and my 2 grand girls but I was busy at work so I was not able to answer the phone. When I finished what I was doing, I called them back and was greeted by a 3-year-old Chloe asking why I didn’t pick up when they called. “Where were you Nonna?” After explaining that I had been busy she repeated the same question, as she wanted to understand why I didn’t answer the phone. Her mom, Sara, tried to explain that they would leave me a message and I would return their call later when I had the opportunity, however Chloe could not comprehend what voicemail was so she remained fixated on why I did not answer their call. She can be very persistent. |
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 I am standing on a precipice, looking out over the vague gray rolling fog. The world below is hidden from my eyes. The rock on which I stand is secure and strong. The blanket mist is soft and limitless. The distant light warms me. The sky above is azure and bright. The glow of the light reflects its brilliance overhead.
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