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Sweet Surrender
Sweet surrender. I didn’t know that I was holding on. I didn’t know. Until French Husband reached out and held me. Then I knew what I didn’t know before. That…
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Homecoming
More about the homecoming tomorrow.. Today is about red lipstck, listening to Chelsea's stories about the last four months in university, and of course checking out Mr. Espresso. The…
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The Aroma of France
Molly my five year old niece went with me today to the grocery store. While driving there she told me she could smell France. I thought to myself that…
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Playing at the Edge
Building blocks. Kate stacks them one at a time, slowly, precisely and yet she plays with them right at the edge of the table. Watching her play I see myself… with…
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The jewels of daily life (the rubies, pearls and diamonds) are the day to day simple moments… The ordinary is extraordinary.
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Cinderella’s Slipper
Someday soon her Prince will come, and the first thing she is going to do after kicking off her slippers is to give him a big sloppy kiss right…
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The Trail to Happiness
The boy who dreams the entire year long for summertime in Willows is happily living his dream. Yesterday he turned sixteen and his Cousin Curtis and Uncle Zane gave him…
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Sweet Sixteen
Sacha, since the day you have arrived a sweet healing has followed.
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Summer Cut
Sam my fifteen year old nephew asked me to cut his hair. He told me I could cut it however I wanted Don't you just love it when someone puts…
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