About Me

I was a second-career teacher, newly retired. In my other life, I crunched numbers as an accountant. Probably would have made a great math teacher had the thought occurred to me. No matter, I'm where I'm supposed to be. I have 2 grown daughters, 2 sons-in-law, a baby granddaughter, 2 poodles, and 1 hubby. I live and worked on Long Island.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Staying Connected With the Past and Present

My mother had a saying when the phone would ring “A heart feels a heart,” she’d tell the caller.

I have adopted it as my own when my own friends call. “My mother would say, a heart feels a heart,” I tell them.

It’s my little way of keeping my mom’s spirit alive; by commemorating something that was uniquely her.

My heart felt the heart of a friend today. We hadn’t been in touch for ages.


I think it’s my mom’s way of staying connected.
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2 comments:

  1. Chris MargocsMarch 20, 2015 at 4:23 PM

    My own heart smiled at this story. We get brushes from angel's wings like that when we pay attention, I think.

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  2. make.share.giveMarch 20, 2015 at 5:12 PM

    So often, my dad will pick up the phone to call and it will ring in his hand- me calling! His heart feeling my heart. Love it!

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