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Sometimes, holding a dish towel, I feel the urge to drape it over my shoulder then drape my baby boy over the towel, and pat his back while singing to him, But he's twenty-one now, taller than me, sings beautifully, and I can't lift him that high anymore.
Getting older sucks in most ways, but as long as we hold our memories, life is good
It is wonderful how everyday objects can elicit memories, good and bad. How boring life would be without memories.