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I've taken refuge in rewatching old VHS videos. I dusted off my Digital Handycam Camcorder that has long since been discontinued by the manufacturer, and was surprised when it still worked. I quickly became reacquainted with its tapes. During this time of reflection, separation, and isolation I’m longing more and more to see the faces of my family and friends. I’ve been playing these old home movies over and over--in an attempt to be there again. This contrast makes all of this, that much more valuable. Once things aren’t there that’s when you realize the very ordinary moments are SACRED.