Christmas is rolling around again, and Paris is beautiful. Its streets are glowing, people are bundled up and drinking mulled wine and laughter is hanging around. I love Christmas. I love how everything just sparkles. Even on those blue days, those sparkles can help cheer me somewhat. I went to Les Marchés de Noël à [...]
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Dear Mom
Ode to my Mother To my beautiful mother, Who has seen much pain and sorrow. I know of of no other Who fought hard to see another tomorrow. To my beautiful mother, Who taught herself to walk again And soon altogether She learned how to smile again. To my beautiful mother, Who raised me so [...]
A Season of Change
Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me want to buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly-sharpened pencils... -You've Got Mail It is officially autumn here in Paris (i.e. my favorite season because sweaters, boots and coffee). After a blistering, hot September it is nice to finally enter the [...]
Mom, I Am Getting Over the Dark
It was my first Friday night in Paris that I had a complete meltdown. I had been a week with no phone and limited access to wifi. I was staying out until what I felt was out of my comfort zone in the city with no phone when night would set in just so I [...]