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The Suitcase
“I think it’s time to get rid of it. Are you going to be sad?” “No,” I quickly answered my husband while shaking my head. But as I looked at my old, red suitcase with its missing legs and torn exterior, nostalgia swept over me and landed as a lump in my throat. I’m not naturally a sentimental person. I attribute that to how much we moved when I was growing up and the constant change that never allowed me to hold too tightly to anything. I can de-clutter and scale down with t
Sep 115 min read
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