As Marie Claire packs her bags and returns home, all of her contributions to our family and to our mission seem so much larger in their absence than when we were living them.
To call her a nanny is insulting because of the affection and seamless fit she was in our family. To call her a daughter dismisses the mutuality of our relationship. Marie Claire is my friend and she will be greatly missed.
We love you, Marie Claire!
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Love, love, love!