When I was seventeen my mother's good friend Ellen had a baby. Ellen and her husband lived in a big old house in the foothills. When Ellen went into labor in the middle of the night I went to her home to babysit their two year old boy. Talk about scared... that house, in the dark, in the middle of nowhere... alone with a baby.
The next day Ellen and her husband Mike brought their baby Nicol home.
Today Nicol and her husband where in Paris celebrating their ten year wedding anniversary.
Wine and cheese.
Sitting outside.
Place Vosges.
Conversation. Catching up. Wonderful moment.
Celebrating love.
Celebrating friendship.
Celebrating years of knowing our families.
