host, I thank you, too.
One glorious, sunny afternoon several years ago, Grancey and I followed my now-deceased grandmother and her sister through a family cemetery and I learned WWWAAAYYY more about myself and my family's roots than I could have ever imagined. We were totally captivated listening to the two of them tell stories that were unparalleled. It was a day that I can never reproduce and I will cherish always (I am forever indebted to Grancey for arranging it). As Carl Sagan would have said, that day solidified my voice in the cosmic fugue, and it left me with more of a sense of belonging than anything else I can think of.
Grancey and I will soon build a new home near an old, tiny cemetery that interns many of her ancestors going back to the 1700s, and it feels - right.
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Living is easy with eyes closed.
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