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Exhausted in Holland

Today it hit me that Holland is wearing on me for the first time in a long, long time.  All this illness and the causes behind it: preschool at 3, oral stimulation through finger chewing, less resistant immune system, etc.  They are getting through my armor, probably due to the lack of sleep needed to hold up my defenses.  We talk often of how in our house Italy is far more exhausting than Holland, and that is still the case, but sometimes the trip in Holland does make one dream of a quiet Italian villa.

But as Grace would have it, and I don’t believe that anything “just happens” or in coincidences, look what showed up after all the rain we’ve had today.


 

 

Pretty as I think those flowers are…she is still my Beauty, and somehow we’ll get back to enjoying the flowers instead of being stuck in the mud soon.

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  1. Hope today is a much better day. I agree, nothing happens but chance. Love the tulips! If it is any consolation, I know many other "Italian families" that have had the same type of winter with constant illness. I don't think it is just in Holland. :)

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  2. It becomes clearer and clearer to me each passing day that Holland is a ton more exciting and adventure-filled than what it was originally portrayed as.
    I love the tulips!

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  3. beautiful tulips to put a smile on your face! Yes, there are days when Holland totally exhausts me, and there are days when I want to leave Italy as well! :)

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  4. I get hit now and then too...it's not fun, but Em always pulls me out of it and reminds me why I love Holland!

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