These are my kiddos ~ they are children of the world… they were born in three different places, sprouting and growing shallow roots through their vast experiences everywhere else. I am so very proud of them, of all they have accomplished in spite of moving every two…
Category: letters to majia
home, homes, love, and poptarts (the homemade addition).
home is an interesting concept for me. a few times a year, i travel across the great atlantic and arrive in your arms. during one (or both, if it happens to happen) of those auspicious visits, we usually deliver ourselves into the bosom of italy. when ma-mah comes to pick me up, and takes me…
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