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Materializing memories

When preparing to move, rooting through boxes of crap is inevitable.  You find things like your high school yearbooks, which you haven’t looked at in years because you’re friends with most of those people on Facebook anyway.  You find your collection of New Kids on the Block memorabilia from when you were just a kid, and your husband urges you to throw it all away, only to receive a heated glare because your Joe McIntyre doll isn’t going anywhere. Continue reading “Materializing memories”