Other People

    I always have this very strange thought that goes through my head whenever David and I are traveling, especially if we are in a place where we don’t speak or understand the language. I always look at other people and think, “I’ve lived all my life never knowing you existed, and now here…

Why France?

Why indeed. I had the same French teacher, Madame Hea, for almost all of elementary school. Madame Hea was an actual French woman from France, who always wore an A-line skirt, sweater set, pumps, and the requisite silk scarf. I’m pretty sure she never wore pants, at least never when she was teaching. She was…