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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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Writing Down the Story 
There really are signs everywhere! Man, she is so with you. The eagles, the hydrangea and, am I remembering right about that beautiful Golden Chain tree? I’m imagining both of your folks are watching over you with such pride.
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I hope they are proud. I think so. No, the Golden Chain bloomed the year she died. Only time I’ve ever seen it.
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Maybe a sign, then, too ♡
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Well how perfect is that? There are signs everywhere Gretchen, and your heart is wide open.
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What a nice thought. Thank you, Nancy.
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