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Current ArticlesThis feed's current articles are shown below. Subscribe for updates to all the content available in this feed, or click through here to see the original article.  The woman at the boulangerie calls me, Madame. In France, I’ve watched the women in the market carry their years like velvet fabric—softened by time, more beautiful for having been used and loved and washed in the light. My hands look like older women’s now. Gabriel, my grandson, traced the veins on the back of my hand yesterday.... Read the whole entry... »
 There is a bookshelf in my house that doesn’t have books to read. Most friends walk past without a second glance. To be fair, it lives in a unlit corner — From a distance, it looks like a long, tired shelf holding up dusty, forgotten books. Because those books?
They aren’t the kind I read.
They are the kind I bought because the... Read the whole entry... »
- You are Awesome
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- What I Saw at the Brocante Last Weekend
  Well, wow — you all really know how to make a person feel good. Thank you for all your generous, kind messages. Some of you I’ve met, many of you I haven’t, but almost all of you feel familiar when I see your names in the messages you send me. I recognize you, like you’re right here beside me. I’m really grateful for all the... Read the whole entry... »
 Twenty years.
Can you believe it? Because I barely can. I’ve been writing here every day for two decades. Twenty years! I know I like to talk, but even I have to admit… this borders on the extravagant. Possibly even a touch of the ridiculous. Maybe—if we’re being honest—somewhere on the outskirts of crazy. And yet here we are,... Read the whole entry... »
 Thanksgiving
 2025-11-27 11:00 UTC by Corey
 Thanksgiving- looking back on the year—on the challenges that shaped us, the small victories that lifted us, and the people whose presence brought meaning to our days. Thanksgiving offers pause to recognize the grace that has carried us forward. Mindful of the lessons behind us and intentional in the kindness we put into the world. May our... Read the whole entry... »
 A stone’s throw from Cassis lies Bandol. The color of blue—
Mediterranean,
rising beneath me
as I stand above the waves.
One place,
yet always changing,
an endless invitation
to beauty. Being here, even for a moment,
the sea touches my far-off shores.
I pause—
my spirit soars. 
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