Love is work. . . (but not that hard in Paris)

Love is work. . . and so rewarding. We’re locked together, doing life as one. Har. Har. We were blessed to visit Paris a couple of summers ago. One of the traditions is to place a lock on one of the bridges along the Seine. This is the Pont des Arts. We had our girlsContinue reading “Love is work. . . (but not that hard in Paris)”