
Moments after publishing the post about missing my mother at Christmas, there she was. The sky went from grey, to this, and back to grey.
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Gretchen Staebler
I am a Pacific Northwest native transplanted to the southeast for 36 years. In 2012, I returned to my childhood home and fell in love with this corner of the country again. I am a grandmother, a storywriter, a teacher, an attention payer, a hiker, and a back roads wanderer. Check out my website (and my memoir) at www.gretchenstaebler.com.
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She’ll never really be gone ♡
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Apparently not! This one really left me speechless. I’ve not seen one comparable. And I thought it was going to be nothing; that I had missed the tiny sliver that was not photo worthy anyway. Holy cow. Holy something. Holy everything.
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Holy everyhing indeed! How big a gift tgat was, is!
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