… a September 2001 memory
New York Harbor, One September
… a September 2001 memory
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… a September 2001 memory
lilies, sparrows and grass 
I remember clearly that day – and remember feeling it all over when I read your words a year ago, dear Dee. Always, we lean into the arms of comfort – our only refuge in a storm. ~ Love, Bobbie
It touches my heart that you stopped by to read this piece again, Bobbie. Truly, the arms of comfort are our only refuge in a storm. Love, Dee