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They said that I’d love it. They were right! Sipping a freshly brewed cup of tea with sugar and milk, I’m trying to conjure up the moments of absolute cosy warmth and welcome that I felt last week during my trip to the Emerald Isle with my fantastic son, Noel. From Dublin to Howth, Galway, …

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This is my response to a New Yorker post about the essay “How To Practice” by Ann Patchett. And yet again, Ann Patchett has me in tears and unsuspected guffaws. I, too, illogically attach emotions to my possessions and treasures. When clearing out the house that I designed, built, and raised my children in, it …

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