Stories Collected While Living in France
The day goes by, the fire warms the house, there is a stillness in the air that allows thoughts to rise with the chimney smoke.
The weather is so gentle, it feels like early autumn… though the other day while walking about I saw Irises in bloom, an almond tree bursting pink as if it were mid February, and violets growing around its trunk.
Another thought floats up the chimney: Where will we be in twenty or thirty years?
Where do your thoughts unravel and roam?
Where will we be in 20 years? At the beach in January, and prisoners of air conditioning in June.
Here in LA we have humming birds that built a nest on our patio in December. The babies are ready to fly away now. Usually they don’t do this until February or March.
In Philadelphia, where my aunt live, it is 65 degrees today. All the daffodils and crocuses have bloomed already.
I think that you and I realize a birthday is on the horizon, and, like you, my thoughts have been the exact same. If the past 20 years have gone by so quickly, where will I be in 20? Certainly, I will not be traveling. Did I ever get to a France to explore all the places that so far I have only visited for a quick few moments? Will the dream of spending an entire month in Paris ever come true? Did I ever get to the south of France? Did I ever meet Corey? Lol
That’s an El Niño for you! Trust me, here in the east, the last few winters have been harsh to say the least. Remember, weather is cyclical.
THOUGHTS…………..they are not traveling much these days.Just making it through each day.Quiet time for me………I still have the TREE UP!Not moving to fast these days……I finally POSTED. I think YOU might like my post.I had my AURA READ!Go peek and tell me if you think it is spot on or a bit off!You have met me…………AND DEBRA MAKE THE TIME TO GO MEET CORY!!!JUST DO IT!
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Recently I sat down and looked at photos of our
family from thirty years ago… when our sons
were young and I still was thin and had lots of
color in my hair… the years sure do fly by it
seems, especially as we grow older. I treasure
each day now and especially am thankful for my
wonderful husband… so 20 or 30 years from now?
Hopefully, we will know how beautiful heaven will
be…
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