Category: Willows, Memories from Back Home
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A Circle of Love
When Chelsea tried on the first of many wedding dresses, my mom asked her granddaughters, (my nieces and Chelsea's first cousins) to hold hands ans circle her in love. I felt a tradition was born in that moment. …
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Home, Family and Heart
We are in Willows, back to the nest. Yann, Sacha, Chelsea, Martin and I. The fire is burning, the cookies are being made, the motorcycles are going around and around, the children are in and out of…
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Getting Ready to Say Goodbye
Leaving is never easy. It is a fact that I cannot change no matter how many times I say goodbye. It is what it is. I am fortunate to be able to come as often as I do, and…
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The Pot of Gold
This time is different. This time coming back it doesn't feel like the other times. When I got off the plane I felt like I was home. The only thing missing were those I love that do not live…
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Hairstory History
Several years ago my five younger nieces started cutting their beautiful thick hair, Molly had hers cut to chin level. As my hair was short at the time, and hadn't been long since my late twenties, I came up…