The older I get the more I’m convinced that memory and smell are linked. I love the smell of Christmas: Sugar cookies baking. The turkey sizzling. I love the taste of Christmas too: Mixed nuts. Mandarin oranges. Fresh dirt from one of my brother Tim’s incoming snowballs. Ah, Christmastime. When I was a child of eight or nine and Christmas... >Full Story
Love can be dangerous
Love can be dangerous. When you aim high and love lets you down, the fall is far.
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