Love.
We all want it and we all need it.
Tennyson said it perfectly:
Love is the only gold.
And when we have it, we are truly rich indeed.
It can be found in the most expected and unexpected of places.
In food made with it, in a heart filled with it and especially when we give it. Continue reading
Today is my parent’s 43rd wedding anniversary.
They are the most wonderful peas-in-a-pod, and yes, I know, I’m biased.
Forty-three years ago today they were getting married. Mom, walking down the aisle to meet my dad, in a gown she made all by herself. My dad calling her his “Julietta”. And just like it is in Rhode Island this time of year, it was hot. It was sweaty. It was perfect.
They’ve had forty-three years of memories made together, my mom and dad. Forty-three years filled with making wonderful memories for my brother, Niko, and I. Forty-three years of good times and bad, and yet just as much — if not more — silliness, laughter, and love. Continue reading
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