The Heart of France

By Coreyamaro

A stalk of books 

One is a French dictionary,

another reads, "... The Heart of France."

The are not read, nor opened... decoration only. 

Why hadn't I noticed my mother's desk decor before?

As I have mentioned before my mother cooks a monster feast every Monday night for our family. Well, last Monday since it was the beginning of school holidays and the grandchildren spent the day with us, she out did herself with breakfast, lunch and dinner. As I dried the last dish (No dishwasher... my mother always said, "No need for a dishwasher we have two." Meaning she and I were the dishwashers.) she laughed, "Ready for Thursday?"

This morning at 5:45 am we were up... preparing for Thanksgiving.

Thank you every single one of you who have ever read my blog, commented, met me, sent me gifts, prayed for me and for your words of encouragment!