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I was involved in little league baseball when I was younger.  I wasn't particularly talented, but the fresh cut grass, the warm summer sun, and the crack of the bat always let me know when summers was here.

My grandmother was a huge baseball fan, and I inherited her love for both the sport and for the Philadelphia Phillies. That's why I sometimes call it a family curse!

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After 20 long years of dutiful service to the US Coast Guard, my family celebrated my husband's retirement. His retirement date was pushed numerous times due to COVID. We also spent the last 3 years of his career stationed in different states, which was very challenging. We were elated to have him finally come "home".

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Last summer, after months of being stuck at home, my family decided to escape our cabin fever by going to an actual cabin. This memory is important to me because we shared experiences that brought us closer together as a family. We still laugh about the lightning bugs with their twinkling bums, and the family of bears that visited our cabin in the early morning hours to investigate the contents of our trash can. These stories bond us together.

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When I was younger, the feeling of winter arriving always made me excited. The crispness of the cool air when you take a fresh breath, the warm feeling of entering my home, smelling my mother's homemade meals, the impending new year full of opportunities, chances, and discoveries. One of my favorite things about winter were the breaks and spending more time with my sister. We would turn the stereo on full blast with holiday music and create our own dances, our favorite being from the Nutcracker. The twirling, laughing, pretending around the tree is part of the reason my sister and I are so close today.