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Pictures say it best


Vilay and I at the Cincy airport.  If you look behind Vilay you will see how Petite Clown got her name.

Boy Blue having fun with his Papa.

Oh, how I missed Strasbourg.

I even missed the rain in Alsace. 

First day of school for the girls.

Ready for class.

Our village was blanketed in a pink sky this morning as [...]

My France


We made it and are slowly getting the kids back on French time.  They have had it the hardest adjusting to when it is day or night thanks to a mild case of jetlag.  Boy Blue was terrible during the flight from Cincinatti to Paris.  He became so frustrated that he threw his pacifer as hard as [...]

Like a fish out of water


When I first arrived back in the States after living as an expat for two and a half years in France, I had a bit of culture shock.  I didn’t like most of the food.  The same food that I would dream about in France.  It no longer tasted like I remembered it.  Instead, it tasted too [...]

Tomorrow


Tomorrow, we are going back to France.  A week has passed in what seemed like a few days.  I am nervous about the suitcases.  I have them sitting in a row one behind the other.  We will be taking six suitcases.  The rest will be made up of three car seats two of which will [...]

The boxer got a strike


My mother’s dog, Roxy, was running through the living room at full speed. Roxy is a very muscular female boxer. She ran full speed right into me. Her head slammed with great force into my lower right leg. I fell to the ground crying out in pain. I couldn’t walk [...]

Packing it all up


In my mind and heart I will be running to get on the plane back to France.  The only regret is that I must once again leave my family behind.  Of course, we will talk on the phone.  Angel will visit.  Perhaps after time my mother and father will come.  My brother has already promised [...]

The girls can’t wait


Sweet Bear and Petite Clown are happy to return to France.  Why?  They can’t wait to go to Ecole Maternelle.  Sweet Bear wasn’t thrilled about the fact that in America she wouldn’t be able to start school until fall of 2008 due to her having a late October birthday. 
She adored going to school in France.
I asked [...]

Back to where I belong


It is official. We are returning to France in less than a week.
I have many emotions stirred up inside me at the moment. I can’t wait to see France. I have missed France. Yet, I am not happy about being so far from my family.
Especially, my sweet Angel.
I pray it all [...]

Not this time


A letter came today with my name on it.  The group that I had interviewed with “does not have a position that fits my talents and strengths”.  O.K.  Their fancy way of saying that they are not interested really doesn’t make me feel better. 
I knew it was not to be the day of my last interview.  I [...]

Helen Keller


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