by Clarissa | Oct 29, 2018 | personal |
My parents sold their house last week. The house they’d lived in since I was small. My first memories are when we moved into that house aged three – walking with my dad through the dining room, taking big steps over the rolls of carpet on the floor. The...
by Clarissa | Dec 18, 2016 | family |
It struck me when the children and I were decorating our Christmas tree that every decoration is a memory of Christmases past. Especially as I try to make at least one decoration to keep each year. Our tree has a heavenly host of angels (grouped together at the top...
by Clarissa | Oct 22, 2016 | family
It’s a funny old life really. There’s so many moments in it. Today starry girl is the same age as rocket boy was when we moved here to the Netherlands. And I can’t decide if that’s a big deal or not! And then there’s the usual upcoming...
