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30 Nov

It goes without saying that I have so much to be thankful for, but living abroad what I am most grateful for are the wonderful friends I have that keep me sane and always happy. We’re more than friends; we’re like a small gang!

I hope everyone had a tasty and memorable Thanksgiving wherever you may live.



Welcome to the World – Project 52 Weeks: 27/52

21 Apr

Victoria - Week 27 - Taken April 16, 2014

27/52: Happy Easter!


Holidays 2013

21 Jan

As they say, better late than never, but that’s how it goes when you have a newborn. The end of the year had us celebrating the holidays among family in Lyon with Victoria taking in her first Christmas and vocalizing her first French sounds while visiting the family’s chalet in the mountains. We had a lot to be thankful for in 2013…

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We decided that this year’s motto should be “2014 en douceur.” Which basically means to take it easy, slow down and enjoy every moment.

Happy New Year!


Welcome to the World – Project 52 Weeks: 8/52

2 Dec

Victoria - Week 8 - Taken November 28, 2013

8/52: First Hanukkah


Giving Thanks

28 Nov

Victoria Week 3

Thanksgiving is more than just a holiday, and this year I feel it more than ever since I won’t actually be “celebrating” it with the usual feast. For me, this one day out of many where I will take a step back and take stock in all that I have to be thankful for. Naturally, I’m thankful for things like friends and family; my husband; my newborn daughter; the roof we have over our head; and all the things inside; however this year I want to give thanks for other things which sometimes I think we take for granted. So, today and always I’m grateful for:

Having a healthy body that allowed me to birth a healthy baby;

My arms to feel the weight of my daughter every day;

My legs to dance, sometimes for hours, with her;

My ears allowing me to hear her cries when she’s hungry, dirty or unhappy, and also when she’s happy and making her famous grunting and cooing sounds;

My lips to cover her in kisses;

My voice to sing to her and to teach her what will become just one of her native languages;

and let’s not forget my heart which allows me to feel the enormous amount of love I have for her.

I’m thankful for all that I was given in order to give to my daughter.


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