So I got to go to Paris this year. Yes, Paris. I know. I’m smiling too. I’m the little girl, face pressed up against the window, rain coming down, waiting… wanting to still believe in Santa Claus, in the Easter Bunny, the tooth fairy, anyone who comes… anyone who stays… just wanting to believe that each track of rain was a path to my door… daring to believe that each track of rain was a way out… I nearly wore the window through… This year, with glass pressed hands, I waved from the Eiffel Tower. No longer waiting. I believe in something. I believe in someone. I believe.
March 5, 2014 at 2:52 pm
Hi Paris girl, loved this blog It should get to 20 above today I am having a waffle , so good Love and hugs
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March 5, 2014 at 3:02 pm
Love and hugs Waffle Girl! 🙂
March 5, 2014 at 3:43 pm
So beautiful! Love it! Thank you for the mini-vacation this morning!
March 5, 2014 at 3:44 pm
So glad you could join me! You are always in my travels!
March 5, 2014 at 8:12 pm
Dana told me that you moved to Paris! Is this correct? Why? We are here is cold, snow and who knows what else.
March 6, 2014 at 5:04 pm
Great image! Great post! Grateful for your joy!
March 6, 2014 at 5:19 pm
Thanks Joan! Truly so much to be grateful for!
March 17, 2014 at 5:58 pm
Yes Patty! The answer is always love! 🙂