Here's to a quiet Christmas Like most everyone I know, I have been on the runaway Polar Express since Thanksgiving. When I was looking at the calendar back in November, the weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas seemed innocent enough. I loved filling in the squares with all the extra activities - family dinners and holiday… Continue reading A Quiet Christmas
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Finding God in Paris
First night in Paris and can't sleep. I don't even know what time it is. I ate too much and drank an espresso after dinner that I think has me wired. Plus, noises outside the window of people walking around and talking and laughing, cars going by - the sounds of Paris - are keeping… Continue reading Finding God in Paris