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13 October 2014


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What a beautiful post, and a lovely way to remember and honour your friend. I lost my grandmother a while back, and I'm still regularly struck by how much I miss her. I still hear her voice in my head, especially when I'm cleaning or cooking (probably not as well as she would be managing, hence the voice!). Life is funny, one minute you're here, the next you're gone, but still live on in the simplest of things xx


Hi Selina,

Thanks so much for sharing memories of your grandmother. Thank goodness for the simple rituals we shared with loved ones to help us call them back to us after they are gone. xx Spiri

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