Getting There is Half the Fun: Part Deux

(If you missed part une, click here.) A year ago hope sprung again, at the request of a dear friend. She’s wanted to see Paris forever too, like me. Unlike me, however, she has travelled to London repeatedly for work and also gained experience as a mom and career woman. And she asked moi to …

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Getting There is Half the Fun

When I was a child, I had a suitcase that I loved. It was blue vinyl with a plastic zipper and a cartoon image of the Care Bears printed on the lid. Care Bears were big in the 80’s (a glorious time to grow up) and Santa Claus brought one to both my sister and …

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“Next year all our troubles will be out of sight…”

This week my husband and I will fly up to Seattle to spend Thanksgiving with his family. And thanks will be given, many times over. It’s been nearly a year since I’ve seen my 16-month-old twin niece and nephew, and I’m terribly afraid they’ll stare at me like a stranger. Rightly so; they have family …

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