Where Did I Come From? The Importance of Finding My Ancestry
Where Did I Come From? Since I was a little girl, I wanted to know my roots. Where did I come from? Who were my ancestors? I grew up with my mom and younger sister, but not my father. My father left when I was just a year old. He never contacted us again. He just disappeared. We were not in communication with his side of the family, other than a one-time visit when I was ten years old. They also had no clue where my father was. Over time, we lost contact with them as well. Therefore, the only family I knew was on my mother’s side of the…
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Belmond Le Manoir Aux Quat’Saisons, Oxfordshire, England
Belmond Le Manoir Aux Quat’Saisons is the epitome of luxury. From time to time, I will post about places, experiences, and things that draw me in and capture my senses and are the essence of elegance, class, and sophistication. Some, I have experienced personally and others I have not. If that is the case, I will mention it, as I want to be as transparent as possible, However, it deserves a mention, so you can experience it for yourself. One of them is Belmond Le Manoir Aux Quat’Saisons in Oxfordshire, England.
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Elusive Sleep Will I ever get a better night’s sleep? I toss and turn and count my 1000th sheep for the night – an issue I struggle with each night. I’m tired of feeling tired and waking up with only 2-4 hours of sleep a night, with little energy to work my day. As soon as my head hits the pillow, my mind decides it’s time to party. At midnight, the party’s just getting started. I revisit an event 16 years ago in vivid detail, or replay a song over and over again I heard earlier. Also, it enjoys playing every iteration of a conversation I want to have with…
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New England in the Fall: 7 Places You Must Visit
Nothing compares with New England in the Fall – curls of Cherrywood smoke escaping tall chimneys; pumpkins taking up residence on every doorstep; and sunburnt leaves dancing to the crisp wind’s song as they fall to the ground. Summer just gave its last curtain call and therefore, I am reminded that Fall is here.There is a colorful portrait of beauty in autumn leaves, especially when it forms a colorful quilt of rusts, oranges, yellows, scarlets, and maroons, over an entire town. Autumn casts its spell on me every time it makes its appearance. I love the sound of leaves and acorns crunching beneath my feet as I walk through a…
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The Lost Art of Letter Writing
Pen Pals My feelings were expressed on the cream-colored scalloped-edge paper. I folded the letter in the matching envelope, licked it closed, and headed to the post office. The postmaster said it would arrive in Toronto by the end of the week. Two weeks later, I looked down the street in search of the letter carrier. Would Connie tell me to go with Bill or Gary to the Senior Prom? I depended on Connie’s advice. It wasn’t like I could pick up the phone and call Toronto.
