My grandma Ethel. If you read the blog ‘chocolate rose’ this is her, and she is the one who shared her piano with us. Recently with Remembrance day, my mom posted this foto of her. She was a nurse, and was excited to be posted ‘overseas’ during the war. But…
Since it is recommended that we visit the grocery store once weekly, I am finding myself challenged in a new way. In a very European manner, I tend to buy what I need almost each day. Quite honestly, I am not sure if it is influenced from when I lived…
The first time I really saw my mom drunk was in Bruges, Belgium. I was living in the Netherlands when I was 18 and mom, dad and my younger sister Clare flew to meet me in Paris. From there, we did a road trip north to the Netherlands. We had…
“Oh no, I am going to be sick.” Not what you want to hear while driving in a busy city and you have to find a place to pull over. This was a week ago Friday. Kids had yet another free day from school so I had booked a vacation…
We all have those books that we like to read again and again. For me, the re-reads had started with books that are easy and I guess what you would consider ‘escape’ reading. You can be fully taken away to another life as you read it. My favorite in this…
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