Stories Collected While Living in France
The measurer of time
One moment of many
profound and fleeting
blending seconds into days,
and a lifetime back into seconds.
When I was home it was as if I hadn't left, then twenty four hours later I am back home in France and it feels I just woke up.
Incredible and bizarre,
rolled up into here and now
or a history or yesterdays, and dreams of tomorrow
the same in one moment.
Grateful for the mystery of living.
Your words are always magic to me
I am glad you arrived home safe and sound.
Memories made to last a lifetime.
Hugs
Comme s’il fallait se réveiller après un rêve, avec parfois un corps courbaturé.
Tant d’Amour sur deux continents demande de réelles capacités d’adaptation; quelle intelligence Corey dans votre écriture!
Bon retour et Bienvenue chez vous !
J’espère que décembre vous réserve de joyeux projets.
Beautifully said, anyone who lives far from loved ones can say a hearty amen.
as am I grateful for living and all the mysteries it holds-the magic the coming together and moving apart- endless comings and goings-a simplified theme from St Thomas Aquinas-one that I have pondered since reading it comings and goings-life is a wonderful mystery-
Corey, please get some much-needed rest now that you’re home, so you can finally shake that cold!
So happy for you and your dream come true!
Did she pick a dress?
It really is so true …..we leave tomorrow. Just a blink….were we really here??
Ali
Thank you Jeanne, You write beautifully. x
Here is to praying for you safe return from Alaska, also that you savour your last days abroad xx
Shake yes, rest not so much. I do feel better, still a cough.
Yes! Did not expect that but it happened!!
Glad you are home, safe and sound. Visiting home when one cannot stay…not easy. Always packed without many emotions. So happy Chelsea found her dress! Something to look forward to!
Take care and get well. xo
With not without!
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