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When Friend’s Children Come to Visit
The day started with Sacha making home made pancakes. Amylia came to visit us from California, she is the daughter of one of my most treasured friends……
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One Word
When we find a place that calls our name in a way that it feels like a sacred…
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This New Life
This is new life. This gift. This new little person has captured every bit of me.
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Seashells
First, I must say I use to collect seashells. But that is not why I gave Chelsea her name. Secondly, my daughter's prenom-first name is, "CHELSEA." My Father-in-law,…
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A Memory of Chelsea as a Child
Child's Play 1991 "What can I give her to play with?" My neighbor asked herself. Glancing around her beautiful apartment my eyes could only see one fragile object after…
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Brocante Items on Instagram
Little sweet things collected over time and now going across the sea to new homes. I have been posting brocante finds on Instagram. If…
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Smelling the Roses
Smelling the roses wasn’t a hit. They do not have a scent that is why! wink,
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Enjoying Every Moment
Sipping and savoring these sacred summer day moments without gulping down the deliciousness.
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Just like That…One Month Old Today
of course, I knew that a baby would change everything. I thought I knew what everything meant. I knew my heart would expand that memories of my childhood…
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