Whenever this time of year rolls around, my thoughts inevitably turn to my Dziadziu. He has always epitomized the holidays for me, bringing everyone together, and even today, eight years after his passing, I still long to spend each holiday…
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Somewhere In My Memory
We were dreamers Not so long ago But one by one We all had to grow up. When it seems the magic slipped away We find it all again on Christmas Day. Believe in what your heart is saying Hear…
We See You, Dziadziu
My Dziadziu’s been coming up in conversation with my kids a lot lately. It started the other day during dinner when they were eating chicken nuggets. My son didn’t want to eat his, so my daughter and I were trying…