As we come up towards the end of the Gregorian calendar year, and warm up towards the summer solstice, I’m thinking about what I’m going to harvest in the new year. And that harvest will be joy.
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As you get older, the elders in your family start opening up about things, and remind you that they are just human like the rest of us.