There must be lights burning brighter somewhereGot to be birds flying higher in a sky more blueIf I can dream of a better landWhere all my brothers walk hand in handTell me why, oh why, oh why can't my…

Chelsea 1994    

My mother’s way to a long life… -Have a passion that stirs you to get up and live. -Sleep, my mother sleeps uninterrupted nine hours every night. -Go outside as often as you can. My mother works in her garden,…

My longtime friend, Erika, from California, is with me in Paris for a few days before heading home. The last two nights, jet lag has had a hold on me, rendering me sleepless. Chelsea said their previous two nights had…

A rare view of Yann and me in our first apartment in Paris.  Christine gave me an unearthed photo taken by her sister and my late cousin Julie (who visited us often). I had never seen this photo before. I…