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Unequal Truths
The joy of sharing time with my daughter and friends. And the never-ending thoughts and efforts to help those in Palestine. The strange world of humanity is a mixture of…
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STOP THIS MADNESS
Is there no room for love, forgiveness, and acceptance? Is life no longer sacred? We did not "start the fire," but surely we must be beyond being savage? Ceasefire. Stop…
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Antiquing Once in a Lifetime
I met someone I hadn't seen in years a few weeks ago. We were at a brocante, and he invited me to his home—a personal invitation to be the first…
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What Encourages You?
One of my favorite trees. Those roots go forth, strong, determine, willing, seeking, supporting… they remind me of friends and family that help me to grow and become. This tree…
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May First, Muguet Day
On the first of May, the French give Muguet (Lilly of the Valley) to each other. I love it! French Husband (like 99 percent of France's population) will go out…
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Maison du Village. A House inside a Village
We live in a small village outside of Marseilles. It is over a thousand years old—yes, over a thousand years old. A section of Roman road… (History) has passed…
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Sixteen Years Ago
Dad, you are in my heart pocket no matter how many years have passed. Memory: I am eight years old and riding on the gas tank of my Father's motorcycle.…
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Rose Perfume
Rose petals are love notes from the other side. They have to be as they are so simply beautiful. Pages after pages proclaiming beauty Those delicate petals, speaking…
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