Precious

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From a letter from my mom, 1993 -

Life is so precious, there are days when I feel exhilarated just being alive. I don't want to waste a minute but, what that means to me, is taking time to relax and enjoy the garden - write letters to those I love, read - things too numerous to list here.

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