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Don’t You Love It When The Magic Happens
My first cup of tea every day is magic. Made with Barry’s Black Irish Tea and topped with skim milk, every morning’s first sip is a miracle, magic.
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Susan Dromey Heeter is a writer from Dover who recently let her hair go au natural white. Writing has been her passion since her English majoring days at the University of Massachusetts in Amherst. Dromey Heeter has lived in The Netherlands, Alaska and currently basks in all things New England, including the frigid winters. An avid swimmer, Dromey Heeter’s great passion is to bring back body surfing as most children have no idea how to ride waves without ridiculous boogie boards.
My first cup of tea every day is magic. Made with Barry’s Black Irish Tea and topped with skim milk, every morning’s first sip is a miracle, magic.
Sometimes when I cannot sleep, I imagine I am on a talk show getting interviewed.
In very large Irish Catholic families, the older brothers and sisters are often like the spices I have in my cabinet; I know cardamom and nutmeg are there but I don’t often think of them, rarely use them.
At a time when we are deluged with information, with news, with reports, I muse joyfully this July 4 on the Oath of Citizenship taken by those seeking to become U.S. citizens.
But today I’d like to take you on a vacation from both the 60s and 70s – both involving my brother, John Dromey.
Last week, I stopped at a yard sale and found two fans, old school box fans the size of televisions from the 1960s.
Welcome to Elegies of Joy, welcome to the remembrance of one of New Hampshire’s own lost to coronavirus.
My wish is that all moms – and educators (I happen to be both) get the opportunity to re-charge in a place like the Tiny House.
I once was taking a bath and a centipede came directly out of the faucet.
Time expanded to fill her mission of love, of service, of joy.