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May 30Liked by Molly Caro May

Ah loved this so much!

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Thanks, Meg. xo

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Me too! All the rich details and the ALIVENESS, made me feel like I was right there with you. Thanks for this beautiful share.

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Yes, so much aliveness!

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Oh Molly... You so beautifully articulated what I felt when we went to Ireland (for my 60th)... I also recognized those things, and my freckles and my love of yarning at a fence. My most significant moment was in West cork where my ancestors came from and left in the diaspora of the potato famine when I viscerally felt the pain of their hunger and death... It was a mystical moment ... And I realized how brave they were to leave in order to survive (some of which showed up in story mamal for me 😀) which is how I came to be born in Australia! Yes we are a multitude. Thank you for this. My tears are flowing.

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Jo, thank you for this piece of your story! It makes sense to me that you would feel it in your bones that way. We are a multitude, indeed.

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Love this. The ache it creates in me is familiar & brings sadness. I’m reminded of it again.

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Thanks Zoe. Ache is a great word.

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