I've written about four different reflection pieces this week about my time abroad and sent the link to my blog to several different people, which reminded me that I never technically posted saying that I am alive and made it back to America and am no longer in a leg brace. So please note that I am alive and made it back to America and am no longer in a leg brace (although, if anyone possesses a leg brace-shaped box that could be shipped to France so I can send the leg brace back to my host mother, do let me know...).
A million merci to anyone and everyone who followed my journey from America to France and back again. Y'all are the wind beneath my wings.
Here's a picture of a bleu cheese crêpe from Breizh that we can all cry over together:
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| Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven? |
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