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I try to pinpoint words that when strung together, like beads in a necklace, express something with texture and richness; I hope for the occasional sparkle of a well placed gem. I frequently fail miserably. But on a good day, as with a candid photo, I unexpectedly capture a heartbeat, and it feels as if I've successfully seized fog with my hands.
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Greek moms, however, give an arms wide-open invitation to join the family. Join the fun. Eat food. Hear and tell stories. And most of all, share the love. This is done with the feeling that any division, cloak or badge borne by virtue of outsider status is invisible. A Greek mom is inclusive.