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		<title>By: Alexander</title>
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		<description>My daughter is excactly the same; if mum tries to get rid of some of the million toys she&#039;s got, there is an outburst of tears and several stories to why this perticular piece of broken plastic is important to her. As much as we don&#039;t really understand the &quot;what&quot; of that, we try to understand the &quot;why&quot; and respect her wishes, unless we can convince her otherwise.

I had similar experiences with myself when I moved from Norway to Australia about 5 months ago; there was a lot of stuff I really should have chucked, but they brought memories. We&#039;re funny this way, because the memories are supposed to be there regardless, free to ponder about at any given time we choose. But we don&#039;t. Maybe busy life gets in the way. I think a lot of us needs these visual triggers to remind us that the present life also includes a lot of past.

(BTW, Grace has mentioned your daughter on a few occasions, and would love a playdate. :)
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<p>I had similar experiences with myself when I moved from Norway to Australia about 5 months ago; there was a lot of stuff I really should have chucked, but they brought memories. We&#8217;re funny this way, because the memories are supposed to be there regardless, free to ponder about at any given time we choose. But we don&#8217;t. Maybe busy life gets in the way. I think a lot of us needs these visual triggers to remind us that the present life also includes a lot of past.</p>
<p>(BTW, Grace has mentioned your daughter on a few occasions, and would love a playdate. <img src='http://maadmob.net/donna/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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