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What a lovely piece that says so much! I really like that you shine light on these "simple" events - profound moments of appreciation.

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So exquisitely beautiful. And painful. But beautiful.

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Thank you. I find beauty and darkness, joy and sorrow often flow together in a unity; don't you?

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Beautiful.

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I was so surprised and delighted to see your writing today and to have new images of Eli to add to what I already know about. I love the way this story wanders around without an apparent plan but gets where it's going quite effortlessly and pleasingly..

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I love when the writing takes control like that, don't you? My poetry mentor calls my poems like this "Diary Poems." He says the whole point of Diary Poems is that they are not supposed to have a point, but they often do, anyhow.

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Such a profound experience. The life of Eli is so different from mine. Thank you for sharing it.

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How is it different, Michele? I am most interested.

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Without getting too deeply into it, different culture but also different approach to life. I am not certain that I would have seen as much into your and his tea serving experience as you did. The tickling of feet « tradition » for want of a better word - and the 15 children - are also out of my comfort zone if I can explain it this way.

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Thank you for this. We could probably have an interesting conversation!

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Very moving. No other words.

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That was Eli, too. Absolutely capable of quiet and not needing to be heard. And, to be truthful, he could TALK! Full little sentences before he was one. He was an amazing man. And funny!

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I can picture it perfectly!

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Perfect response. Thank you

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