I wrote a post on my first blog, free to be me at anitaarcher.blogspot.com about the freedom
to be me. We had such rules when I was a child. Rules that, looking back, hardly made sense. But at the time they seemed very important so to not obey them was almost a sin. I hope you’ll take a few minutes to go there to read it. It’ll give you a little peek into my past to understand a little better where I’m coming from.
This picture is of my family in about 1945. I’m sitting in the middle.
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I can't believe I'm in old age! I'm now in my eighties! I'm a child of God, wife to one, mother to five, grandmother to 15 plus two granddaughters-in-law! I'm a great-grandma now! I'm a sister, aunt, cousin, friend and neighbor. I'm a housewife and former ESL tutor. I love reading and writing. I've just retired from writing and editing a newsletter, Prime Time News, for seniors. I love genealogy, traveling, birds and animals, blogging and taking pictures.
I love the picture!
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Thanks, I do too! 🙂
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