
Many years ago, almost twenty, I spent a year in France as an exchange student. I adopted a family — or they adopted me — to call my own. I lived in a different French city, but thanks to mutual acquaintances, we connected and my life was changed. I don’t think I would have experienced [...]
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Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your long hair…. When I was a young girl, I had long, blondish hair that my mom would brush daily. And my mom would call me Rapunzel. I wasn’t really a princess, but in my eyes — and hers — I was. (Thanks, Mom.) It’s no different with my own girls. [...]
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