Dear Nice…

After seeing and experiencing Paris (as much as you can in 4 days), my mom had scheduled for us to travel to Nice and Monte Carlo. I had no idea what to expect, but  was excited to see another city in France, kind of. Really, I wasn’t ready to leave Paris, but I don’t know…

To The Little French I Know…

Paris is magic. I was missing Jake, but every corner something new and amazing happened or came into view.  My mom and I had finished an amazing dinner at what I assumed was a stumbled upon restaurant, but I should have known it was pulled out of the Zagat guide by my mom. We finished…

To Christmas Shopping…

After my dad left, getting Christmas presents became an event at my mom’s house. Each year a couple weeks before Christmas, my mom would drive my brother and I to Denver where we would spend the day walking around the mall and outside shops buying presents for each other.  My brother and I would go…

Dear Suddenly Lonely…

High school was pretty great, like I thought it would be, for a bunch of people. I was not one of them. Every Monday stories of crazy parties circled the school and it didn’t take long for people from our year to be at these parties. The beauty and glamour of high school was memorizing. …