Our oldest computer has been threatening to die, so today we went searching on the hard drive to see what needed rescuing. We found lots of old writing files, some which I’d been missing, but some I’d forgotten were ever written. It was great to come across the titles of these old stories and fragments, like dear, half-forgotten faces seen suddenly. I’ve invited them over to my laptop, and shall have to sit down with them and get re-acquainted.
While we were digging we also found the tile game, Mah Jongg. That was our son’s favorite game to watch when he was still small. Now our daughter is old enough to play. But she’ll be vying for a turn with her parents, I think. Some things might be set aside, but never outgrown.
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