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As a child, Whenever I thought of my future, I knew that it involved being married, having a romantic old house, and having kids. I would write and sew in my little sewing room under the eaves and the kids would run in and out of the house, bringing treasures of rocks and pinecones and bugs to share and line up on the windowsill. They would take old tea cups and fill it with mud and water and invite me to sit under the huge maple tree and have some tea with acorn candies. They would pester me for popsicles,... Read more →