Mona at the Louvre she barely cracked a smile when my nieces went to greet her.         We walked three miles inside the Louvre, and saw barely half of it. How many 12 years could do…

  My beautiful nieces. How can I be this happy? This lucky? To have a family that is loving by action, authentic, who think of others before themselves? When I think about their going home it stirs that within me…