My Grandma says, "I planted a tree when you were born. It's what
we did in the old country."... How sweet or is it?...My Mother says,
"Don't look back." But she doesn't want to dance away from her
past...Memory is poetic. Everyday words can be harsh....When do you realize
hand-me-downs don't always fit?
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