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Merci à toutes les personnes qui nous ont souri.  À  toutes les personnes qui ont fait un  effort pour nous parler.  À  toutes les personnes qui nous ont acceptés  dans leur communauté.  Nous te remercions du fond du coeur 💕 From the moment we arrived in Beaumes-de-Venise we knew that the people that lived there would have an impact on our experience. We didn't know how much of an impact of course until time went on, but judging by our first trip to the grocery store U Express we quickly realized how sweet this French town's inhabitants were. If you're from Beaumes or have been there, I'm pretty sure you know what/whom I am speaking of.  As the days went on I slowly began to build connections, to give and receive more bonjours and bisous, to feel more comfortable attempting to use my limited knowledge of the French language. It took a while... maybe a month and a half? I remember the first mom from school that struck up a con...

It's been a while. I was busy. Life was wild. I was having way too much fun. France was amazing, end of story. Maybe I decided to stop blogging because if I blogged then it felt like time was passing, and I didn't want any time to pass. I wanted to stop time and soak up every last scent of thyme in the mountains, every view of the Dentelles, every crumble of my favorite tartilette framboise, every second of every bike ride, every awkward and special conversation in French, every bisous, every fun family moment, every moment that I was given to focus on myself and not think about my job, the house, or shuttling around children to activities. I can't write this without crying. I miss you so very much Beaumes-de-Venise.  Sitting here in Croatia on holidays it is hard to imagine not returning to your beautiful village filled with amazing people in a few days like after the other vacations. You have such a special place in my heart. I think I have decided to write a series...