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I have a pair of wooden candlesticks that my father made on a lathe before I was born in 1950. I always knew how much he loved to make things. Your story reminded me to make sure whoever gets them when I die (I'm 73 and no kids) knows their story.

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I love this ❤️

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❤️❤️❤️

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Jul 20, 2023Liked by Deborah Way

I love how you end this essay, how the image of your face softening touches on how treasuring something can evoke love inside and out. Thank you!

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❤️❤️❤️

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Thank you!!

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Such a lovely window into complicated love and how our relationships with our loved ones evolve and grow even after they are gone.

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Just noticing how “evolve” contains “love” 💓

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And it’s so healing when it happens.

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Jul 20, 2023Liked by Deborah Way

Saving the thing he saved is a new take on keeping things from a loved ones life. And bittersweet.

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Like a message from beyond 💓

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I love that -- “saving the thing he saved”!

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What a lovely and we’ll written story, Peg.

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beautifully done, Peg Morse Conway

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Thank you (very belated!)

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What an important Keepthing for you to hold tight.

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