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The Love Letters
Winged thoughts stacked, page after page of love letters, held together with hope. The love letters. Words spilling out hoping to wet the reader's heart. Did he know? Would…
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The Hog of the Covers
… and he says he does not hog the covers! Photo: Baby, I got proof that you do.
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Blooming with Odds and Ends
When the urn was younger she did what was expected of her. She stood outside and held plants. More often than not the people passing…
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Santa’s Love Birds, the ones on the telephone wire
One of my Mother's clever tools of disciplining, my four brothers and I as children, was telling us that the birds that sat on the telephone wires were Santa's helpers.…
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Celebrate the beauty of who you are
During Mass last night, I could barely keep up with the homily that Priest shared. One my mind was on the dinner in the oven: would it burn, or become…
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French Christmas Decoration Franco/American Style
Joyous Fete. Tender moments. Hearts full of shared love. May the joy of Christmas be yours.
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A Story of an American Blond at the French Open Market
Bundled-up, walking around the open market, hoping to find the last gifts on the long list of Christmas shopping that I had to do. Yes, I am a last…
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The New Kid on the Block
He stood at the street corner and waited. He felt conspicuous. He was early. Nevertheless, he…
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After the Party
Over forty people came to celebrate Chelsea's birthday last night. I had the entire day to prepare for the party, and I have today to clean up… or should I…
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