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Excavation

Fossilized memories

By Sonia Heidi UnruhPublished about a month ago 1 min read

Captured in cardboard

All I have left of my sweet

baby, who grew up.

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Sonia Heidi Unruh

I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.

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Comments (2)

  • angela hepworthabout a month ago

    Aww this is really nostalgic and sweet!

  • Paul Stewartabout a month ago

    Aw...my heart, Sonia! This is so deep, so sad, and beautiful, despite it being so short! Perfect entry!

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