We gathered with friends last night to remember those who have died this year and to celebrate our ancestors. Although we left two seats free to remember a mother/nanny and a husband/father/dear friend, it seemed too painful (and too fresh) to talk about them that much. But in sharing a rosemary cookie, we were able to recognize both our emptiness and our fullness and how each person has great power and beauty to change us.
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