“Because, he said, “I sometimes have a queer feeling with regard to you - especially when you are near me, as now: it is as if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly and inextricably knotted to a similar string situated in the corresponding quarter of your little frame. And if that boisterous channel, and two hundred miles or so of land some broad between us, I am afraid that cord of communion will be snapt; and then I’ve a nervous notion I should take to bleeding inwardly.”
Our Grandmothers died around a decade ago. Each Christmas, we have two tealights on our table that represent them, which stay lit throughout all of Christmas. Our holiday is often punctuated with; “Nana’s gone out!” and “Quick, light Grandma again!”
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