Gravity's Rainbow

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To grandmother’s house


snowy trees

I’m heading to NC tomorrow and will miss the lovely white Christmas here. But getting to spend time with my grandmother is priceless, so I’m not too upset about missing the snow.  I don’t believe in heaven or hell or any idea of an afterlife.  I know that when my grandmother dies, I’ll never see her again, so every chance I get to see her and every minute I spend with her is precious to me.

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