The name on the green tag, holding purple thread said, "A l’Oranger." (Which means, "At the orange tree.") Instead of embroidering oranges, she created a plum tree. Chelsea will graduate from high school this year, she is stepping into her…

What is love? That famous question that seeks an answer, over and over again. The last time I saw my Grandmother, she stood behind me and embraced me. I laughed telling her it was a funny way to be hugged…

An old-fashion rose from my garden. Blooming again! After yesterday’s overwhelming response to my post, I am at lost for words. I am never at lost for words. Who would have guessed, that a pink sweater costing 6 euros and…

A collection of nineteen-century French lockets. Holding on to memories that no longer have names. One has a locket of hair behind the image. Where do you keep your memories? French antique broken detail on a frame, that reflects beauty…

Pompeii: *He prayed. As we walked along the silent streets of Pompeii, history unfolded around us. Sacha was a wealth of information, telling me facts that haunted me more than the above figure. "Look, the man was praying." I said…

"Mommy, do I have the right to kiss a girl?" Sacha asked me with a semi-hopeful look, on his sweet little boy-boy face. "The right, to kiss a girl? Is there a wrong way to kiss a girl?" Teasingly I…