On Sunday, my father and stepmother threw a party for my book.
At the party, I wore the perfume that I bought in France, back when I was reporting the book. Its smell reminds me of the beach.
I talked with some new friends and some old friends. (And a baby named Hannah, with perfect, perfect toes.)
There was cake.
(The air smelled like champagne.)
I read from my book.
Because not only did they throw me a lovely party.
But they took care of me when I was down.
(They sure know how to celebrate, too.)
3 comments:
Your family sounds wonderful. And it looks like they throw a good party, too!
Molly: I like 'em! :)
Such a sweet event. Congrats on your book! What is it about?
I am working on my own little book - Travel Poetry with my own photographs as well.
Your party looked picture perfect!
The Wanderfull Traveler
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