Category: Willows, Memories from Back Home
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Leaving for California, Well I thought I Was
Marseille to Willows 11-hour flight This time, I am flying alone. Though Sacha might come and visit too. Cookies guaranteed. It has nearly been a year since my last trip “home.” Gabriel said before I left, “Have a good, good, good……
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On the Eve of my Mother’s 89th Birthday
I could list 89 stories about my mom; I could list 89 things that she has taught me and probably 89 of her wonders, too. Instead, I will write something here that I want my grandchildren to know about my…
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Playing Barbie with a Skipper
My cousin Alma had a Barbie, which I adored as a child. Additionally, my Uncle Jules (my favorite boy’s name, French Husband, did not like it, but that is another story) transformed an old radio cabinet into a Barbie house,…
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Olivia’s Dream
Olivia wants to have long hair like her mommy so she can wear pony and pigtails. Today, she wanted braids, so Chelsea obliged; the teeny tiny braids delighted the little heart. Rebecca, a blog reader friend, wrote me on Facebook…
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Toothless Wonder, Happy Birthday Maci
I was looking for something on my blog and stumbled upon this post, which is sixteen years old. Today is my niece Maci’s 24th birthday. So, I thought it fitting to repost it:Happy Birthday, Maci xx Maci, my niece, has…
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Beautiful Father’s Day
My father would say to me when you fall in love with someone ask yourself- “Is he worthy to be the father of my children? Will he be a good father?” Well… He was and he is. Happy Father’s Day