Ahhh, January – that season of palm trees and swimming in clear blue water.

“Wait, what’s going on Julia?” you might be thinking. “I thought you lived in Canada, on the west coast of British Columbia, where there is the occasional palm tree in someone’s back yarn, but it always looks kind of sad and lonely and occasionally is dusted with snow.”

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One couple had lived forever. (Or so it seemed.)

Let’s call them Oma and Opa – German for grandma and grandpa.

Oma and Opa had lived through world wars, through poverty and debt. Life now was full of riches beyond their imaginations. Read more