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Lisa is for me...



I met Lisa in a hot summer, in a period of great weariness. It's ever happened to you?
A disastrous hairstyle, Mr. Magoo glasses, a pulled smile that tries to turn a grimace of discomfort into a moment of extreme joy.
A disaster, not even beautiful.

 Knowing Lisa literally changed my life.

 

She taught me to put myself in the middle sometimes, to sit down without having to do something (I'm still working on this ...)










She takes lots of pictures while I really don't.














She loves playing cards and every sort of games.










She bakes a lot, and she knows if a cake is ready just by smelling.














She knows what I like sometimes before me.










She knows what fits me well.










She knows when it's time to insist and when step a side.










She knows my priorities and she respects them.










And most of all, she really loves my with all my little and big foults.





















































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 I have always said that I am the luckiest girl in the world.  My husband, Mark, is absolutely the best.  He entertains my crazy ideas, lets me drag him around on adventures, and is always here for me.           Then we became friends with Francesca...and Mark supported this connection fully.  He affectionately calls her my "girlfriend".  But it helps that Mark also REALLY has come to know and like Francesca AND her husband, Alberto.         Alberto is the shorter, slightly more bald, Italian version of Mark.  It's true!  They both enjoy an adult beverage or two, have a dry and witty sense of humor, enjoy bikes (regular and motor), can't get enough seafood, work in jobs with numbers that require a high attention to detail, and...they have the pleasure of being married to us.        We came home from the market one day this summer and saw this: both of the boys in the pool scrubbing with big smiles.  And we laughed and knew they too were ...








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     As Francesca said, we share a connection and affection for one another that can't really be fully explained. Like things that happen to us...she has a cold, we talk to find out I also have a cold.  Sunday when we talked her girls had made pancakes, and I had made pancakes that morning as well (not something either one of us makes often at all).  We could keep going with examples of these parallel experiences and shared energy.     For all of the things that Francesca is, I am in many ways not.  The Yin to her Yang.       She has these three beautiful daughters that are her heart...and I also love them so!       But I never had the desire to have children of my own. I work with children, and cherish the work that I do.  I have four nephews that I adore and enjoy every moment that I spend with them.   However I enjoy coming home to my cats and my husband and some of the space that that kind of lifestyle affords me. And the travel...








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 So you've read how we met, and you've maybe come to understand that Francesca and I enjoy a very close friendship.  Here is another story of us...and how we discovered something we shared in common (with another friend as well).       We arrived for our stay with Francesca for Christmas 2015.  One of her friends, Anna, and her family came to celebrate Christmas Eve with us.  Anna was sweet and curious about us, and I could tell she had a generous soul.  One thing that told me so was that Anna had made bread and brought it for our Christmas Day lunch the next day.  I enjoy baking, so homemade bread is a wonderful thing to enjoy.  But this was no ordinary loaf of bread. It seemed to be perfect in every bread way...a crisp outside layer, followed by a soft and chewy inside, full of amazing seeds and flavor.  I mentioned to Francesca how much I loved this bread, and she invited Anna over to give me a lesson in how to make her amazing bread.     During thi...








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