I have something wonderful to share. On Sunday, my kiddo invited me to his First Communion. I’d never been to a First Communion seeing as how I’m Protestant, not Catholic – and it was simply beautiful. Set at Madeleine in the center of Paris and done completely in French (obviously), it was so great gettingContinue reading “How A Protestant American Experienced A French First Communion”
I FINALLY SAW THEM! Eight long months after leaving my loving parents, we were reunited in Paris! I gotta say, that long wait at the front of the greeting line at the airport was quite tense for me.. Waiting, watching for those two faces while grasping a fresh baguette and doting a black beret and stripedContinue reading “Mom & Dad Take France, Pt. 1: Paris”
Well. I’m finally ready to admit it (although those close to me already hear this constantly). I miss home. Like reeeally bad. I knew it’d be a struggle to move an ocean away from everyone I love but I never imagined it’d be this hard. Don’t get me wrong, I love Paris and don’t wishContinue reading “Nobody said it’d be easy.”
So, today was all about stepping outside of my comfort zone.. Although, I don’t really have a comfort zone, I kind of just love to explore. I mean look at what I’m doing now – a few months ago I decided I wanted to somehow come back to France and now I’m here living inContinue reading “A Day of Adventures”
Well, this is it. It’s my last night in this wonderful country that I’ve come to love with all of my heart. Tomorrow morning I’ll be leaving my home behind and a piece of my heart. This has been the most wonderful summer of my life and I hate to see it come to anContinue reading “Leaving Home Behind”
Last night was the last dinner I’ll share with Auburn and Austin at our favorite restaurant here in France. We discovered Chez Martial at the beginning of our trip and it’s been our favorite place to dine ever since. Even though this was the place that I had my first and only interaction with boudinContinue reading “Chez Martial”
As I sit here on a bus driving to Beaujolais this morning, I can’t help but thank God for what I have. Driving through this beautiful countryside, listening to John Lennon and life is exactly as it should be. Right here, right now, this moment is perfect.