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Part II: Beauty’s BOLLENE (or what it means to be French)
Mention any small, provincial town in southern France and we’re game to visit. The girls were content with our hotel in one such village, Bollène. They were content until the morning after our night in the ancient structure when we told them this was actually Belle’s village – a poor, provincial town in France. Then they were…
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Part I: Surprised by BOUNTY
The first time I experienced this bounty I was hiking an ancient trail alone in the hills above Genoa, Italy. The trail started near my youth hostel and I simply happened upon it while taking a walk that balmy fall evening before sunset. I was surprised when I espied numerous ancient Roman ruins in the…
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Happening Upon Solidarity – Stuttgart, Germany
One Saturday last month we walked down Koenigstrasse – King Street – in Stuttgart, Germany. Koenigstrasse is Stuttgart’s Michigan Avenue or Champs-Élysées of shopping and people watching. We were reliving memories of years gone by, years when we had only one baby. Now we have three children and they each needed a fresh German pretzel…
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Discovering Museum Reciprocity
Though living out of suitcases with no house to call our own on any continent, we are back in the United States. Less than two weeks in-country and I bought a membership to a local children’s museum. We are currently traveling up the East Coast and this membership is our ticket to free entertainment. With…
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Loving Place – Hampton Roads, Virginia
Be a student of your region, your city, your neighborhood. This has helped me learn to love where I am living, no matter where that happens to be. We rarely have the option of living where we love, but we can always choose to love where we live. There are things one can learn about…
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at Home on the Farm
Taking a weekend road trip with children is like telling a lie – the more often you do it, the easier it becomes (or so I’ve been told). Anticipating 18 hours on the road over the course of four days can induce anxiety. But in the midst of the deed, it doesn’t feel so bad.…
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When honesty eclipses repentance
Every day a blog or article pops up in my newsfeed touting the 10 Things Parent’s Won’t Tell You or 10 Things I Wish I Had Known Before Having Children or something else along those lines. Someone confesses how challenging their life is, particularly compared to what it used to be, could be, or “should” be. Comments…
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Indelible Scars- Verdun
In-del-i-ble (adj): not able to be forgotten or removed One hundred years ago the Great War – the war to end all wars – began. Years of carnage and devastation followed. I have seen the scars. Millions upon millions were killed. This war reached the furthest corners of the globe. I once visited a military…
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As hospitable as the Washingtons – an impression of Mount Vernon
Recently I have been exploring the cost effective option of house swapping for an upcoming trip to Europe. The internet has enabled folks who are willing to let complete strangers stay in their home connect in a secure way. For a home swap, users essentially join a club where you can list your house and…
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World Cup ready dessert OR Dessert fit for Berlin
It’s the little things that trigger happy memories – memories of family togetherness during travels or times living abroad (or in another state). Little things like dessert. World Market does it to me every time. For a minuscule obligatory donation, I return home with an edible item that will trigger smiles, laughter and stories of…
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